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"My lord...." Chu Yunning's forehead was slick with beads of sweat, and a sharp pain suddenly shot through his lower abdomen.,The bottom half spread along the corner, quickly soaking through her clothes. The thick smell of blood in the yard made her sick.,He just asked the doctor, Ye Yan'er was not in good health to begin with. This miscarriage being able to save her life is already a great fortune.。