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Chen Yang touched his neck, and swallowed a few times with difficulty, the pain caused him to curse.

Hold.

A terrifying hostility erupted from the opposite side, wrapped in extremely large negative energy and bloodthirsty aura, like a ghost who had crawled back from the abyss of hell countless times.

The passers-by in that area finally stopped pretending that nothing happened, and they ran away one after another.

Chen Yang hurried over to deliver the medicine.

Chao Jian ate four pills in one go, and barely suppressed the cruelty and rage in her heart.

Chen Yang took out a milk tablet and gave it to the boy. He endured the pain when he spoke, and his voice was very hoarse: "Calm down, there is nothing I can do, I will go back after finishing the task."

Chao Jian didn't peel the milk slices, but crushed them through the packaging bag, and crushed them into powder inch by inch.

Chen Yang listened to the voice, and then looked at the dark eyes between the young man's brows. His eyelids twitched, and he grabbed a few milk tablets and handed them over: "Let me see your neck."

No response.

Just as Chen Yang was about to give up, the young man tilted his chestnut head back and looked at him silently.

"How about swallowing saliva, I'm in a little pain, how about you?" Chen Yang moved closer to check.

Chao Jian closed her eyes slightly, her protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down: "It hurts."

Chen Yang had a strong illusion that he would not only be wronged, but also act like a baby to him. How could it be possible? He unconsciously touched his head under his nose.

"It'll be fine, it'll be fine, just go back."