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“Xia Yangyang, we can set aside other matters for now, but one thing is certain, you must not disappear from under my watch, otherwise, even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will definitely find you,”

Xia Yangyang spoke wearily, “I’m going to stay in Beijing for a while, I’ve found a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for Xia Ye. If Western medicine isn’t working, then let’s try traditional Chinese medicine.”

Gu Qichen’s eyebrows furrowed.

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