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But Lee Feicheng still had a conscience. The moment he fell, he protected Ye Xiuzhu in his arms.
"Ah!" Ye Xiuzhu, who was already injured, dragged his wound along with him as he fell. He couldn't hold it in any longer and cried out.
"What? What? Did I press down on your wound?" Lee Feicheng hurriedly got up and went to check on Ye Xiuzhu's wound