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... medicine as well as some Ginseng soup.


But a lot of the medicine and soap had also flowed onto the mattress in the process.


Baishao and Baiji would change the bedsheet into dry ones every two hours.


They also followed the doctor's instruction to wipe Lin Mengya's body, which had been moistened by perspiration.


After much tossing and turning, all the people, except the unfeeling Snow and baby tiger, who were in a sound sleep, stayed close by Lin Mengya ...

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