Tian Feifei's face changed. "Shaojun, talk to you. I'll go back to the ward first, and then ask my sister-in-law." Say and stand up.

Chen Shaojun also left the bedside. "I'll go with you."

Pang Yuyan rolled over and grabbed Chen Shaojun's sleeve. "It's only after a while that that she left. I want you to stay with me. I'm bored.

Tian Feifei looked around. Although the ward was large, it was more lonely. The second generation of the rich, who were born crying for the golden spoon, knows something about it. It looks like scenery, but it's hard to hide their loneliness one by one.

"Never mind, Shaojun, I'll...