Shen Binglan reached up with a slender hand to press her temple, seemingly still suffering from dizziness.
"Binglan, how are you feeling?" Chen Xuan hurried to the bedside, his expression, like those of Zhang Zhicheng and Xiang Diemi, filled with concern.
"I... what happened to me?" Shen Binglan asked, looking somewhat confused.
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