Doctor Hank's words echoed in his ears, concerned about her health, not wanting her to suffer more harm.
Therefore, even though the veins on his forehead were pulsing with restraint, he still personally took out a box of Okamoto from the drawer under the washstand, and then...
Lu Zhanbei's phone rang again; at such a moment, whoever wants to answer should answer.
He certainly didn't want to answer...
But, as if competing against her in endurance, he didn't pick up, so the caller kept calling and calling. Lu Zhanbei was not a person with a good temper. The ringtone agitated him, making him even more irritable.
He grabbed the phone wanting to shut it off, but when he glanced at it, he saw it was Ling Weixuan calling. The man's deep eyes turned profound, his fingers lightly twisting...
The finger that was supposed to swipe towards rejection directly slid over to the answer button, ...
