The next second, the mobile phone rings, Qicheng eyes flashed unexpected, he first looked at a thousand dreams, as expected, to her tolerant and defensive eyes.

He sneers and closes his eyes, rubs his eyebrows with one hand, and steps back a little tired.

Open the cold corner of the eye, Qicheng closed the door and turned away.

"I'm Qicheng."

Holding the mobile phone, Qicheng strode in the corridor.

It was a calm look, and after receiving the call, there was a clear surprise.

"What did you say?"

The same hospital!

A weak woman, angry as a flicker, with her eyes closed, seems to have lost her soul and lies...