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"Du Jinnian, drink the medicine quickly. Your arm is more important."

Cheng Zinuo finally retracted her hand and didn't answer Du Jinnian's question.

She turned and went into the kitchen to cook with the nanny.

Zinuo, do you really have no love at all for me?

Cheng Zinuo heard what Du Jinnian asked her.

Love?

What is love?

She couldn't remember their past now, she only knew from his mouth that he was her husband, and now, he was her ex-husband.

She was sad to see him caring for her, caring for her, thinking about her, but even so, she couldn't think of anything.

She was willing to take care of him because he had saved her and she was hurt. She felt guilty.

But was there really only guilt?

Or was there some other emotion mixed in?

Cheng Zinuo didn't know, but she was at a loss.