The sultry general and the gentle female doctor rush to each other in both directions
"The best medicine for golden sores is not Zhixue Powder, but the morning dew in peacetime."
Their emotions are like stars in the dark night, shining brightly despite going through wind and rain.
Wearing armor and holding a sharp blade, he fought on the smoke-filled battlefield; she rescued the wounded and broke through the fog to meet him.
If you don't like it, don't come in. Thank you. Thank you.
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