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Lu Chen placed Mo Nuan on the sickbed next door. Mo Nuan was still unconscious, but her tears still flowed out soundlessly, just like when she was awake.

Lu Chen could only continuously wipe away the blood on her face, he really wanted to bear the pain for her.

But all he could do was talk to her and try to calm her.

However, it was completely useless. She continued to cry