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Although Chen Mu was somewhat prepared for this.
However, when his hand actually touched Zhuang Ruoruo’s pulse, he was momentarily speechless.
"Tell me, at the most, how many melatonin pills did you take in a day?"
Zhuang Ruoruo’s eyes avoided his gaze: "Five pills."
The person in the white coat inputting data: "Hiss!"
Chen Mu sneered: "Ha!"
His eyes were devoid of warmth: "Zhuang Ruoruo, if you don’t cooperate, you should go to a hospit ...
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