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Chapter 152: What choice do I have?
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... unter, hands trembling as she tore open a first-aid kit.
Feng Yuxi hovered nearby, arms crossed, offering quiet support but not interfering.
The disinfectant stung like fire when it hit her torn palms. Qingran didn’t flinch. She gritted her teeth and worked quickly rinsing, wrapping, binding her wounds with brutal efficiency.
There was no space for weakness here.
When she was done, she flexed her ...
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