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Li Tanglu grimaced in a bitter smile, his aged face revealing endless helplessness.

"Second Miss Xiang, there is medication! But at that time, Xiulan was allergic to this kind of drug!"

"Allergic?"

Xiang Wenxin was astonished and glanced at Liu Zhizhong, "How could that be?"

Liu Zhizhong indeed felt the atmosphere was a bit too tragic, so he quickly cracked a little joke, seriously saying, "Hey, Second Miss Xiang, why are you looking at me? I didn't eat it."

Xiang Wenxin burst out laughing.

Li Tanglu couldn't help but laugh as well, wiping tears from his eyes as he chuckled.

Of course, what Old Man Li was thinking was, "Hmm, these young people, there must be something going on. Heh, for Zhizhong, it's a good thing, a good thing indeed!"

Xiang Wenxin said, "You little Zhongzi! You're killing me! Old Secretary Li is talking about serious matters!"

Liu Zhizhong smiled, nodded, and remained silent, looking toward Li Tanglu.