Before gently pushing the door open, Ye Cheng had thought that Qiao Rubing, who was overfrightened and worked hard, should rest in bed, cover up and sleep, and quietly be a good woman who is isolated from the WTO and does not eat human fireworks. Or rather, it's like a beautiful princess waiting for a long time to be kissed by a handsome and powerful prince.

If none of this is true, it should be a patient's suit with elegant, slightly diffused disinfectant, sitting in a leather chair with eyes closed and refreshing, while a needle for a transfusion catheter is inserted in the arm, and a bottle filled with...