Early the next morning.

Feng Xiaoyu found a familiar figure sitting in the living room, with several burned Chinese medicine bags in front of him, twisting and smelling them one by one, and sometimes turning his head sideways, following Zhu Qing, who was sitting next to him, was talking about something.

Zhu Qing is like a great enemy, and he also carries a small notebook in his hand.

The pen swished -

It's as if something is being written.

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