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... up at the pharmacy?
"Which kind..." He Bainian said expressionlessly, his lips barely moving, forming two words.
What? He spoke so softly that Lin Zhenxin didn't quite catch it.
"Which kind of... hangover medicine is... good?"
Lin Zhenxin froze in place, unable to react for a moment.
She even instinctively glanced around to make sure she wasn't just being overly self-conscious.
"Are you talking to me?" she asked.
"Who else, a ghost?" He Bai ...
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