Could it be Fu Mo HanAs soon as the thought crossed his mind, Lin Jinran subconsciously shook his head. How could it be, it definitely wasn't Fu Mo寒.It's estimated that Fu Mo Han probably doesn't know...Raise the bedding, Lin Jin dyed once again lay down, back against the door, the quilt covered to the nose, the whole person shrank in the quilt, tightly closed his eyes. 。

It's not a big deal, just sleep it off. 。Alas, she just couldn't fall asleep. Lying in bed, she became increasingly uncomfortable. 。unbearably wanting to cry 。

"Click!" 。A crisp sound of a door opening thought. 。The doctor knew Lin Jinran was feeling distressed, but the situation remained as it was. He explained the follow-up treatment and treatment plan that would be carried out. They had done the...