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d not have exhaled before dawn because he was in a hospital bed. Near him, medical equipment monitoring his vital signs flashed red warning lights in the darkness.
therefore, she could only look at the photo album before going to bed, find the courage and strength to survive the happy time with her family, and wait for her husband to return soon.
Fortunately, that night, her husband suddenly returned. her sight eased the tension of the past few days, and he felt the long-lost warmth and calm in her sweaty arms.
``please accept this. this is the amulet I asked you to keep. please keep it safe.'' Li Jiahong was silent for a while when he heard what happened to his wife. he felt pain and fear. Fortunately, he returned in time. he reached into his bag. Inside, white feathers with black edges were removed through the slits. It was nearly 30 cm long. It had soft capillaries and strong silk feathers. he didn't know what kind of bird it came from.
``what kind of feathers does this bird have?'' Jiang Gu was surprised and picked up the pen. this is the first time I've heard of such a simple amulet.
the moment she got the pen, Aunt Jean felt that it had magical powers and wanted to hold it tightly in her hand. he couldn't stop it.
Li Jiahong laughed a few times and said he didn’t know. he hoped in his heart that this pen would have the miraculous effect of protecting his master, just as boss Lin had said.
31 birds chirping
Li Jiaho
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