Yan Shumu sent the old lady Fang back to the big ward, then turned around and went to the pharmacy to get the medicine, and asked Zhiba to guard the old man Yan and go to the stove to boil the soup and medicine.

The tongue of fire licked the casserole, making a beeping and peeling sound. Yan Shu sat on the small wooden bench on his knees, thinking wildly, and suddenly thought of his little uncle Fang...

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