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... ng this, the boy suddenly looked up, then shook his head like a rattle drum.
The bald man also glared fiercely at the speaker, his nostrils flaring:
"How can I not know what my son is like? Don’t impose your perverted thoughts on him!"
Ning An felt something was amiss.
Most Daoists know more or less about medicine, and Ning An was no exception.
Looking at the boy who was constantly shivering and whose face looked terribly unwell, Ning An bypassed the bald ...
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