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Not only that, but this person, like Du Qingyu, possessed a very powerful secret cultivation technique.
This person was definitely not simple.
"Don't cry! Tell me about your situation."
Feng Lin's hand remained on the other party's wrist, where he carefully studied the pulse before moving to feel the back of the person's head.
Pretending to comfort, he was in fact checking and discovered a contusion in her brain.
"As expected."
Feng Lin knew in his heart that she had suffered a severe head injury to the back of her skull, which likely led to memory loss.
He also felt that this woman was unlucky; a severe injury to the back of the head meant someone had intended to take her life.
But unexpectedly, she had survived.
From this young girl's mouth, Feng Lin learned her name was Tong Yue, and that she had been picked up by a grandma who collected scraps.
According to her grandma, it was about three years ago.