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However, Feng Yuncheng was still a little indignant. He asked in a resentful tone, "Does Your Highness only like my face?" Feng Yuncheng said shamelessly, "I'm also very good in other aspects. I'm born with a warm body. I'm most suitable to be Your Highness's heater. Your Highness, do you want to consider letting me be your heater?"

Seeing that Feng Yuncheng was getting talkative, Beatrice was relieved. "Get lost. I have an electric blanket." Beatrice patted Feng Yuncheng's face and turned to leave.

After she turned her back to Feng Yuncheng, a sincere and pure smile suddenly appeared on Beatrice's face.

Idiot.

Who cared if he was a Master or a Supreme Master? As long as he cared about her, she would never despise him for being embarrassing.

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The treatment room was built on the second floor of the administrative building. Yu Huang and Estelle's ward were next to each other.