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Chapter 3778: The Founder of Medicine

    

o into hiding for a while.But the moment his fist was thrown, a powerful force slammed into his stomach, like being hit by a cannonball. He was instantly sent flying backward, crashing into the cardbo..."I…"nd."Three… Two… One…"After walking for a hundred miles, he counted every single word to the very last one. Little Qing’s eyes were bloodshot, “Brother Ye, at worst we die, what are we afraid of Let's...