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... e came to Ji Mingxiu and pushed the window away. The sunshine was sufficient. She only saw his face. It was pale and bloodless: "You... ...what hurts?"
"A little internal injury, no serious problem." Ji Mingxiu faintly.
Qiao Wei pulled his wrist, his white fingertips put on his pulse, and he was fascinated for a while, and he frowned strangely: "Your pulse is so strange, the healthy pulse should be a breath four times, and the inch is three." There are veins, the pulse is not float ...
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