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Xiao Ruo's words plunged Xiangxiang into deep thought. As someone who understands medicine, Xiangxiang knew what his mother meant.
Though young, as a student of medicine, he clearly understood how offspring are propagated. The less time the couple spends together, the lower the chance of conceiving offspring.
Thinking of this, Xiangxiang earnestly asked, "Mother, if the population of Cangming Country is indeed decreasing each year, do you have a solution?"
Xiao Ruo raised her eyebrows, indicating she was unable to help.
"Mother, you must have a solution, right?" Xiangxiang understood his mother; if she pointed something out, she surely had a way to resolve it.
Xiao Ruo glanced at her son: "Are you really concerned about this issue?"
