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Xia Xiaoxiao's fever, which should have been better, had for some reason burned back to its original degree. The next day, Feng Yueyang invited the doctor to his house and hung a few drops for her.

"Are you sure you didn't throw the pill away last night?" Feng Yueyang sat in front of the bed and picked up the porridge he had bought recently, while looking at her with some suspicion