“Hurry up and ask the head of the hospital to show her that there’s nothing to do with you here.” The red wolf couldn’t get used to her posture.
The maid hurried down.
What kind of hospital head did you ask? The lady heard the news that Mo Qing’er was dead.
The red wolf turned and pushed open the door, glanced inwardly, and found that the prince was still in his posture. He sat beside the bed and looked at Mo Qinger motionlessly.
The red wolf closed the door again.
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