Lin Qingxu put the medicine she took from the hospital on the living room table, but just in case, she still went to the kitchen first and asked Lin Qi to check it.

Lin Qi rarely cooks, a natural lady's life, a pair of hands comparable to a thirty-year-old woman, no spots and delicate skin.

When she saw Lin Qingxu, she was smiling on her face, but her smile was inevitably a little stiff.

Both of them tacitly haunted by what had happened a few days ago.

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