“Don’t worry about it.” Xiang Yi lightly put his elbow on the table, rubbing his temples and eyebrows with his thumb.
My head hurts at first, but her troubles make my head hurt even more.
How old he is, do they need to worry about a relationship?
That’s enough.
At this moment, suddenly a young nurse rushed in from outside the door and said to Xiang Yi in a hurry, “Doctor Xiang, someone went to the dean’s office to make trouble.”
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