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She hoped that night would remain a secret forever.
Looking at Qin Moting, and thinking back to that night, her face lost all color, and her other hand gripped the sheets tightly.
"Xiaoru, what's wrong?"
Qin Moting thought she was uncomfortable and hurriedly pressed the nurse's call button.
Wen Ru quickly spoke up, "I'm fine."
But Qin Moting pressed the call button anyway, "Let's still have a nurse and doctor come and take a look at you."
Less than a minute later, there was a knock on the door, and the nurse and doctor came in.
Qin Moting looked at the doctor, "Her complexion has suddenly become very poor."
The doctor took his stethoscope, placed it on Wen Ru's chest, and after listening for a while, he looked at Wen Ru, "Avoid emotional fluctuations; it's also good for your recuperation."
Wen Ru remained silent.
Qin Moting looked at the doctor, "We will be careful in the future."