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... shiver. He took a breath and slowly walked into the living room.
He lay on the couch, curled up, with cold sweat continuously oozing from his forehead, and the pain in his stomach made him start to vomit.
Cheng Yi felt in his pocket, took out the medicine, but it was empty.
He frowned, threw the medicine into the trash can, and bent down to open the storage compartment of the coffee table.
The medicine he had stuffed in there randomly before was now neatly arrang ...
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