Chapter 399 Doctor Fan

"drive--"

Dongfang Liren rode a charcoal-red horse at a gallop, while Niaoniao was acting as a scout under the clouds, paying attention to the movements within a few dozen miles. After more than ten miles away from the battle site, the ice field became completely empty, and it was difficult to see anymore. silhouette.

Ye Jingtang was sitting behind him, leaning on two soft pillows on his back. His sitting posture was quite upright originally, but as he walked, he felt like the world was spinning, his energy and blood all over his body began to become impetuous, and his face became sometimes red and sometimes white.

Although the saddle was wide, it was obviously not designed for three adults. Fan Qinghe was a little reluctant to sit on the back, so he could only cling tightly to Ye Jingtang's back, wrap his hands around his sides, and grab Dongfang Liren's belt. So as not to be jolted down.

As a doctor, Fan Qinghe naturally felt something was wrong with Ye Jingtang's aura. As he walked forward, he put his chin on his shoulder and looked at Ye Jingtang's cheek:

"Night Terror Hall, can you still hold on?"

"Huh... not bad..."

Ye Jingtang has a picture of bathing in fire, and is a descendant of the Qinchi tribe. He was soaked in potions when he was young, and he is immune to the toxicity of the secret medicines of the same line, such as Prisoner's Miasma and Tianlang Pearl.

However, immunotoxicity does not mean that the body has no reaction. The drug is so strong that after it penetrates into the skin, even if the body can metabolize it on its own, it will take some time. At this time, it feels like drinking alcohol and it is almost broken. There are also some abnormalities in the body.

Dongfang Liren felt this the most. She was sitting in front, and Ye Jingtang slowly put his weight on her back, obviously grateful for the panic behind her.

Dongfang Liren couldn't explain clearly. Hearing Fan Qinghe's words, he turned around:

"Why don't you find a place to rest first?"

Fan Qinghe raised his eyes and looked around the ice field. There was no place to stay. He thought for a while and said:

"Go back to the shore first. There is a town near the Xihai Protectorate. We will rest when we arrive."

Dongfang Liang feels quite far away, but Ye Jingtang definitely can't take action now. Dragons and snakes are mixed on Tianlang Lake. If they encounter a strong enemy, she and Fan Qinghe can't protect them, so they still drive The horse galloped towards the west bank of Tianlang Lake.

Fan Qinghe saw that Ye Jingtang looked very uncomfortable, so he tightened Dongfang Liren's grip and clamped Ye Jingtang:

"If you feel uncomfortable, just take a nap, don't hold on."

Dongfang Liren was already being pointed at a gun, and he couldn't hide when he was pulled like this. At the moment, he could only suppress his emotions and ride on horseback.

Ye Jingtang was attacked from both sides and was too dizzy to help Benben adjust his posture. After swaying for a moment, his body lost strength and he fell on Benben's back...

——

On the other side, the Protectorate of the West Sea.

As the former royal capital, although the current population of the Xihai Protectorate is small, the city is very large, the roads are wide and flat. At night, after thousands of lights are lit, you can still feel the prosperous atmosphere when the royal court was in the northwest.

The royal palace, which occupies a small half of the city, is located due north. Because there is no one living there, the entire northern city looks dark. The only places with dense lights are the Prince Zuoxian's Mansion, which is separated by a wall from the palace, and the prison area in the opposite block. .

The prison is located in the center of the block. The city wall is three feet high. The surrounding buildings were cleared out twenty years ago and turned into a blank area surrounding the surrounding area. It is a hundred paces wide. No one can hide when entering or leaving. Outside is the residential area of ​​Baixiaoying.

If ordinary people want to rob the prison, they must first pass through the residential area of ​​​​Bai Xiaoying, and then cross a hundred steps of open space before arriving outside the prison wall. Let alone whether they can break in, the difficulty of getting close is enough to make 90% of the world's prisoners. Jiu's martial artist gave up the idea.

Recently, for the sake of safety, heavily armored infantry were stationed outside the prison walls, armed with large guns and powerful crossbows. The firelight illuminated the entire prison area like daylight, not to mention the Jianghu people, even King Zuo Xian himself. , I dare not say that I can avoid the guards and get in silently.

At this time, there were densely packed heavy armored soldiers standing on the wall of the prison, almost forming a human wall on the prison.

King Zuo Xian was wearing golden armor, standing on the turret with his hands behind his back, looking at the lights of the city, his eyes were deep and showed no emotion, but from his back, he could still feel a bit sad.

Behind King Zuo Xian stood a middle-aged man in official robes named Xing Shouchun, who was a retainer of King Zuo Xian. He was reporting with furrowed brows:

"There is news from the Southern Dynasty that the empress wants to patrol the border, and the honor guard has left Yun'an and taken a boat to the north; the Duke of Zhenguo, Wang Yin, secretly summoned the generals from abroad to return to Jingjie City; more than ten weapons workshops in Yazhou, Yunzhou North, etc. began to A large amount of wood was cut down, and fireworks were kept day and night; the Qingjiang River was controlled, and the ports made way for water transport vessels..."

There was a lot of messy news, but in summary, only one news was revealed - the Southern Dynasty had mobilized its entire army and was preparing for war.

This news seems to be a show by the Southern Dynasty, putting pressure on Beiliang to prevent them from trying to monopolize the snow lake flowers.

However, as a prince, King Zuo Xian was one of the Four Saints of Northern Liang. He guarded the western frontier for the emperor, and he knew the situation in the world very well.

The Northern and Southern Dynasties had been recuperating for nearly twenty years. The reserve of soldiers had basically been restored, and the warehouses were full of supplies. It could be said that they had reached the point where they were equipped with sharp weapons and had a murderous intention. It was only a matter of time before another war started.

In previous years, there was a struggle for imperial authority in the Southern Dynasties. Beiliang controlled all the tribes in the West Sea, and Beiliang was obviously in the upper hand.

But now that King Wu has been destroyed and King Yan cut off his wings to protect himself, the only remaining King of Liang has no motive for rebellion. The Southern Dynasty has stabilized internally and has the confidence to start a war.

And the orphan of the Northwest Royal Court has now gone to the Southern Dynasty; the tribes in the West Sea fear the strong and recognize their bloodline, and Ye Jingtang happens to have both.

As long as the Night Terror Hall is willing to take up the banner of the 'Tianlang King' again, and with the support of the Southern Dynasty, it may be possible to regain the power of the Tianlang Cavalry, which is regarded as a nightmare by both dynasties, in a few months.

The situation between the two dynasties was naturally reversed.

Now that the empress suddenly assumes the role of a charioteer, how can King Zuo Xian dare to bet that the empress of the Southern Dynasties is just for those snowy lake flowers?

He was on full alert with no gaps, and the Empress might just be patrolling around to exert pressure.

And if he misjudged and thought that the empress was just scaring people away from fighting, then the empress saw that there was a breakthrough in the northwest, wouldn't the time come for the Northern Expedition?

Under this situation, King Zuo Xian couldn't sleep at night, hoping only that the three teams sent out could safely send Xue Huhua back to Hudong Road.

As long as Xue Huhua is sent away successfully, the intentions of the Southern Empress will be clear. Even if she really wants to fight, he only needs to concentrate on guarding against Nan Chao's entry.

And if you can't send it away...

"Report!"

King Zuo Xian looked at the lights all over the city and was deducing the current situation when a rapid sound suddenly cut through the night.

When King Zuo Xian heard this voice, his heart trembled, but his expression remained majestic and cold. He lowered his head to look at the scouts who rushed to the prison and said in a deep voice:

"explain."

The scout who came on Pegasus was sweating profusely but his face was pale. When he reached the city wall, he turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee and clasped his fist:

"Your Majesty, urgent news came from Tianlang Lake. The entire army led by Shi Daoyu was wiped out, and only the corpses were found; Xie Jianlan died at the hands of Ye Jingtang, and the rest escaped but lost Xue Huhua; the three commanders Killed by gangsters..."

Xing Shouchun next to him became furious when he heard this and scolded:

"How could three teams of people go out and die outside? Why not report the news in advance?"

The scout's face turned pale and he said: "It seems that they attacked in succession within a short period of time, only two and a quarter of an hour before and after. By the time they discovered it, it was already too late... In addition, there were several waves of gangsters who approached within a hundred miles of the royal capital, and only then did the scouts leave the city. During the investigation, he was stopped and searched all over his body before being released..."

Bang——

Before he finished speaking, there was an explosion from the city wall.

King Zuo Xian smashed the battlements with one palm, blue veins popped up on his forehead, and his uncontrollable energy caused his white hair to flutter.

Xing Shouchun was startled and quickly raised his hands and said:

"Your Majesty, please calm down. These gangsters are so audacious that they dare to cause trouble at Your Majesty's feet. I will send troops to the lake to clean up..."

"call……"

King Zuo Xian breathed like an angry beast, but after taking a few deep breaths, he did not nod.

After all, the current situation is clear.

Countless gangsters gathered in Tianlang Lake, and there was also a night terror hall squatting among them.

King Zuo Xian is not afraid of Ye Jingtang, but the enemy is hidden and we are clear. If he dares to leave the city, Ye Jingtang will definitely turn around and gather a group of thieves to come to the prison to rob. When he comes back, the palace may give him all the instructions. Burned.

As for sending troops to Tianlang Lake to suppress the bandits, there is no need to mention it. The thieves who dare to come to Tianlang Lake to make trouble at this time must be masters of the martial arts. Hundreds of heavy armored cavalry may not dare to charge hard, but they are like a ball of fire. , the stars are scattered all over the sky, running around here and there, turning back to kill a few when they have time, what can the large army of soldiers do to encircle and suppress them?

King Zuo Xian crushed the bricks and stones in his palm into powder. After thinking about it for a while, he asked:

"How long will it take for all the snowy lake flowers in prison to dry out?"

"In the past three or four days, 70% of it can be dried in the shade, and the rest will be picked later, and it may take longer."

"Two thousand cavalry troops will be ordered to follow my king out of the city in three days to wipe out the bandits. These days, I have stayed on the defensive and only sent a small group of troops to transport snowy lake flowers and wet plants to cover up people's ears..."

As soon as Xing Shouchun heard this, he knew that King Zuo Xian was preparing to transport the troops himself. He wanted to dissuade him, but he immediately realized King Zuo Xian's decisiveness.

The current situation is at a stalemate. If we really stay in place, King Zuo Xian will be trapped to death when the Southern Dynasty army comes to the border. He can only stay in the city, guarding against the Southern Dynasty attacking the plaque and at the same time preventing the gangsters from robbing the Snow Lake Flowers.

But now the Southern Dynasty is gathering troops to go north. Even if they really attack, they won't be able to reach Tianlang Lake in three to five days.

Now that he had received the news, King Zuo Xian made a decisive decision and sent most of the Snow Lake Flowers to Hudong Road for at most two or three days. He had enough time to come back and take charge of the overall situation. As long as he succeeded, he would be out of the deadlock.

King Zuo Xian deliberately sent some mosquito meat to the Jianghu people, and then went out of the city to suppress the bandits in a furious manner. Ye Jingtang and other Jianghu thieves got the news, and it is very likely that they came to rob the prison.

As long as the gangsters come, the road to Hudong Road will be smooth. By the time Ye Jingtang and others come to their senses, King Zuo Xian will already be there.

Thinking of this, Xing Shouchun felt some admiration in his heart, cupped his hands and said:

"I obey your orders. However, if His Highness encounters Ye Jingtang and other thieves after leaving the city..."

King Zuo Xian's eyes were filled with anger and he said coldly:

"Wouldn't it be better to meet him?"

"Uh... that's right. The Night Terror Hall is a serious problem for our court. If the prince can get rid of it with his own hands, there will no longer be any resistance in the Western Territory..."

…

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Before we knew it, it was early in the morning, and the white fish belly light was already shining in the east. The birds that had been flying all night were a little sleepy at this time and landed on the horse's neck.

Although the bird is not heavy, the charcoal red horse has been running for a day and a night. The endurance is amazing, and it also feels like the last straw, and the pace slows down.

Dongfang Liren was anxious to find a place for Ye Jingtang to rest. He didn't pay attention at first, but when he found that his sister's horses were running like this, he was afraid that they would really run to death, so he stopped the horses immediately, turned over and fell to the ground.

Fan Qinghe sat behind and saw that the horse was carrying three people. It could no longer carry it and fell to the ground, helping Ye Jingtang down.

Ye Jingtang was already asleep, but there were changes in the outside world, and he was woken up again. His body was swaying, and he stood still on Aunt Fan's shoulders. He turned to look at the strange and bizarre wilderness and asked:

"Where is this..."

"Ziyun Mountain is more than eighty miles away from the West Sea Protectorate. There is a small town two miles in front, and beyond that is Dongming Mountain... Mai..."

Fan Qinghe was holding Ye Jingtang on her shoulders, and while she was talking, she suddenly found that Ye Jingtang had lost her strength again and was pressing on her shoulders.

She could bear the heavy body, but Ye Jingtang's hand on her shoulder drooped from the other side and happened to fall on the watermelon.

Let's just say it was intentional, the movements were natural, and it looked like he couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep.

But let's say it was unintentional. After they picked her up, his big hands visibly shook her neck, causing her neck to shrink slightly and her words to pause.

Dongfang Liren comforted the hard-working Niaoniao. He turned around and saw the actions of Ye Jingtang's frivolous aunt. A flash of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and came to him:

"It's now like this, and you're still frivolous about women?"

"call……"

Ye Jingtang's face turned red and white, his eyes slightly opened, and he looked a little dazed.

Fan Qinghe said quickly: "He became dizzy. He didn't mean it. I'm not an outsider. It's okay. Help him to the town quickly."

Dongfang Liren didn't think it was wrong to pinch Aunt Fan, but she felt that she shouldn't be thinking about it even though she was injured. Seeing that the villain seemed to be pinching her subconsciously, she didn't say anything more and helped lift her other arm. Lead the horse forward.

Although Western Xinjiang is vast and sparsely populated, the Western Sea Protectorate was once the capital of the Royal Court. It is impossible to go outside the city into the barren mountains and wilderness. Although the population is not densely populated, there are still many large and small towns.

Recently, the West China Sea Protectorate has been under martial law. The brave Jianghu who went to Tianlang Lake to rob did not dare to enter the city rashly. They mostly settled in these places, which can be called a mixed bag of dragons and snakes.

Fan Qinghe was very familiar with this area and was afraid that his whereabouts would be discovered. He sneaked into the town before dawn, found an inn that he knew well, put the horse in, and then helped Ye Jingtang and arrived together. In the hotel room.

After Dongfang Liren entered the room, he held the Night Terror Hall and leaned against the bed. He then placed the exhausted Bird Bird outside the window, gave him some food, and asked him to help with sentry duty.

Fan Qinghe lit the candle, sat down by the bed, first touched Ye Jingtang's forehead, and then held his wrist to feel his pulse:

"The drug Prisoner's Miasma is too strong. Although it won't hurt him, it won't be suppressed that quickly. I'll probably have to rest for a day..."

Dongfang Liren closed the doors and windows, came to the side and looked around, and found that Ye Jingtang's forehead was sweating and his lips were dry, so he took a water bag, held the back of Ye Jingtang's head with his arms, and fed him water.

Seeing that Ye Jingtang's body was hot, as if he was cooked, Dongfang Liren frowned and asked;

"Would you like to help him take off his clothes?"

Fan Qinghe didn't say much. He took off his waist knife and sword and placed them on the dressing table. Then he untied his robe, revealing his chest and abdomen with perfect muscle lines.

Originally, Ye Jingtang was wearing a winter robe. Although there was something strange about it, Fan Qinghe didn't want to pay attention.

At this time, she untied her outer robe, and Ye Jingtang was left with only a pair of thin black pants. In the blink of an eye, she discovered...

?

When Fan Qinghe saw the villain's arrogant look, his eyes became embarrassed. He quickly lowered his head and continued to pull out his robe as if he hadn't seen anything.

Dongfang Liren hugged Ye Jingtang to feed him water, and naturally saw it. He originally wanted to pretend that he didn't notice it like Fan Qinghe, but he was still worried in his heart and asked:

"Miss Fan, is he...is he okay like this?"

"..."

Fan Qinghe's movements froze slightly, and he was speechless, thinking to himself - how do I know? I’ve never been hit by the Prisoner Dragon Miasma...

However, as a doctor, Fan Qinghe couldn't just answer questions and respond softly:

"Well... although his energy and blood are too strong, his body is strong and he can bear it. He should be dead after a while."

Wait a moment?

Although Dongfang Liren was not good at medical skills, it was not like he had never seen Heroic Lady Tears before. She frowned and said:

"According to medical records, if you are extremely excited for a long time... it will cause damage to your limbs. He was like this all the way, as if he was half at night..."

Fan Qinghe naturally knew that being extremely excited for a long time would lead to organ necrosis. When he heard this, he was a little unsure and turned his head and looked:

"What should we do?"

Dongfang Liren sat up a little straighter and looked at Aunt Fan:

"You are a doctor, what should I do if you ask me?"

"..."

Fan Qinghe thought so. He pursed his lips and looked at the Queen's majestic and exquisite figure, but hesitated to speak.

?

Dongfang Liren is not stupid, so he naturally understands what Fan Qinghe is thinking.

How could she have the nerve to do such a shameful thing in front of Fan Qinghe.

Furthermore, if I have to do this kind of thing in person, why do I need these extra pairs of chopsticks at home?

Dongfang Li was very strange and put on a serious look:

"A disease should not be treated without treatment, Miss Fan, don't say you can't help it."

"I……"

Fan Qinghe wanted to say "I am his aunt", but she hugged her and kissed her, and her grandma had also seen her, so the queen obviously didn't believe it.

The Queen is not a witch. No matter how fierce she is, she cannot ask the Queen of Wei to do something.

Seeing Dongfang Liren urging, Fan Qinghe gritted his teeth and whispered:

"I...I am also a woman who has not left the government. How can I help him?"

Dongfang Liren was quite surprised when he heard that King Dongming was still as guarded as jade.

That being the case, she couldn't take action anymore. After all, she had already been pulled into the water. If she volunteered to go up, wouldn't she become the aunt who stood on the shore and watched her laugh.

Dongfang Liren hesitated for a moment, then stood up, went to her luggage, rummaged around, and found two pieces of white paper. On them were refined versions of the Tears of the Heroic Girl that she had secretly drawn in the past few days.

Dongfang Liren acted like a queen and handed the paper to Fan Qinghe:

"Then, just follow this."

Fan Qinghe pretended to be calm, but when he looked at the paper, he saw something drawn on it - holding a watermelon in both hands and pushing it.

"...?"

Fan Qinghe saw the blushing scene, and for some reason, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief!

After all, the Queen didn't really ask her to come, he just asked her grandma to help...

She took a few glances and said uncertainly:

"Your Highness, are you sure this is enough?"

Dongfang Liren couldn't say that he was from here, so he looked like he didn't understand:

"It says so in the book, it should be fine. Just try it."

He said and watched intently.

Although Fan Qinghe is a doctor, this kind of thing can be done not only by the doctor but also by the family members.

She raised her hand and touched the laces of her clothes, then looked at the Queen, who looked like a curious baby:

"Then what..."

Seeing that Miss Fan couldn't let go, Dongfang Liren gave up his intention to watch and learn, and lowered the curtain:

"I'll wait at the door. Miss Fan will call out when she's finished treating her."

Tap tap tap...

The curtain was lowered, and there was only a man and a woman left between the beds. The dim light of the candle light came through, and one could clearly see each other's hot cheeks.

What is this...

Fan Qinghe really regrets running away now. Even if he didn't drag the dead demon girl with him, he should have dragged Sanniang with him.

Now it’s just the Queen and her, and there’s no one left to block the sword...

Fan Qinghe didn't know what he was thinking about, his face turned as red as blood. After holding it in for a long time, he mustered up the courage to suppress his distracting thoughts and quietly unbuttoned his clothes.

Rustling, rustling~~

Fan Qinghe was wearing a black night jacket, which was very slim. After unbuttoning the skirt, his shoulders and chest were exposed in the candlelight. Tuan'er's plump waist was full and the impact was astonishing.

Fan Qinghe crossed his arms across his chest, not daring to look at the Night Terror Hall, but he still said silently in his heart: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's not serious, he touched it just now, what's the big deal, saving a life is better than killing someone." Level seven...so big..."

!

Fan Qinghe didn't know what he saw. His eyes widened a bit. He bit his lower lip and turned his head. He picked up the paper and looked at the moves carefully. Then he knelt on the quilt and tried to make gestures.

Rustling, rustling~

There was no sound in the room, and Dongfang Liren, who was eavesdropping outside the door, was also silent and motionless.

Ye Jingtang was not in a coma, but was dizzy with boiling blood and fell into a state of false sleep. He could vaguely hear the words, but he had no energy to respond at all.

Realizing that his vitals were being controlled, Ye Jingtang frowned. He opened his eyes dizzily and looked down, only to see a beauty in a black dress, who was grabbing a snake and moving around cautiously. Her pair of very translucent eyes There was a lot of shame, anger and nervousness hidden in his eyes. Because the facial features are very three-dimensional, the cheeks show alternately bright reflections under the light, which makes the bright temperament even more aggravated.

? ?

Ye Jingtang's eyes were a little dazed, his lips moved, and before he could speak out of his parched throat, he saw Miss Fan showing determination that "long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain", and wanted to pull off the breast bandage. He subconsciously stopped talking and opened his eyes for a little while, but he immediately found that Miss Fan was timid, and instead wanted to use her arms to do something...

?

Ye Jingtang couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or not, but after the strange touch came, he woke up for a while and realized that what he saw in front of him was real, and he made a vague sound in his throat:

"Eh……"

"Yeah~!"

Fan Qinghe was already on tenterhooks, but when he heard the voice, he was almost frightened to death. He quickly sat up straight and assumed the appearance of a highly respected female doctor. After thinking about it, he crossed his arms across his chest and said incoherently:

"I...what..."

"call……"

Ye Jingtang wanted to say a few words, but his throat was as burning as a knife and he couldn't speak loudly, so he slightly raised his fingers to signal Qing He to come over.

Fan Qinghe was caught by Ye Jingtang, and she wanted to die. She secretly thought about how to explain it. Seeing that Ye Jingtang had something to say, she still pretended to be calm, and came close to her, with her ear facing Ye Jingtang:

"What did you say?"

Ye Jingtang looked at the cheek that was so close and whispered:

"You...are you arguing?"

"Um?"

Fan Qinghe obviously didn't understand the meaning and turned to look at the Night Terror Hall, feeling confused.

Ye Jingtang had a sore throat and couldn't speak, so she raised her hand, touched the back of Fan Qinghe's waist, took out a bottle of Yulong ointment from the small medicine holder containing various bottles and jars, and put it in her hand.

Fan Qinghe held the small porcelain bottle, his eyes a little confused. He was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning. His eyes suddenly became angry and he said seriously:

"What do you mean? I saw that your energy and blood were too high and you were feeling uncomfortable, so I came up with this idea to help you. You are already awake, and you don't think of a way to suppress it yourself, and you still feel comfortable teaching me how to help?"

When Ye Jingtang heard this, there was a hint of apology in his eyes, and he said softly:

"It's like this when you wake up. I thought you were happy to come... I can handle it, it's okay, don't embarrass yourself..."

As Ye Jingtang spoke, he closed his eyes and became silent, as if he fainted.

"Eh? Wake up..."

When Fan Qinghe saw that Ye Jingtang fell asleep again, he raised his hand and patted his cheek, then pinched the person again. Seeing that Ye Jingtang had no reaction, Fan Qinghe was heartbroken.

She wanted to get up and let it go, but she couldn't explain it to the Queen.

Go ahead, what if he wakes up and remembers this?

Dong Dong——

"Miss Fan, what's wrong?"

"Oh it's all right……"

Fan Qinghe was urged by the queen to come back to his senses. After looking at the Night Jing Hall for a few times, he finally gritted his teeth secretly, sat back quietly, opened the Jade Dragon Paste, applied a little, and then tried it.

Zhi~

It ended up being so slippery that I almost hit my chin.

"..."

Fan Qinghe bit his lower lip tightly, his face turned red as blood, and he felt so embarrassed that he felt like he was holding a soldering iron in his arms.

After getting used to it, Fan Qinghe found that it was nothing. It was easier than being pressed down and bullied, and the tension in his heart subsided a little.

However, after a moment of treatment, Fan Qinghe didn't know if he was confused or not. He still snorted, then quickly closed his lips and looked outside the curtain, obviously afraid that the Queen would hear...

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