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... ead, he saw Zheng Guo Zong’s delightful face, he licked his dry lips, and spoke with a dumb voice: “Worried? … Quack.”

Zheng Guo Zong said with excitement: “Great, you finally woke up, if you never woke up, others would have to wonder if I am a quack.”

“What happened to me?” Mu Yi Fan only remembered that his stomach was very painful, and finally his consciousness became more and more unclear, and he did not know what happened behind him. In short, he felt that he has slept for a lon ...

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