Dinner
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Updated : Apr 10th, 2025
Milo Leng was organizing the old man's true energy while smiling and saying to the girl, "Don't worry, I'm saving him, right?"
"Don't you do acupuncture?" The girl had seen the master's wife treating the master. Every time, she would stick silver needles all over the master's body, and then use her own strength to help comb the hair.
But Milo Leng looked like he was just taking his master's pulse. Didn't he look like he was performing any treatment?
At this moment, Milo Leng loosened his hand...
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