I took a deep breath and took care of my emotions before going inside. The nurse just described that Mr. Zhuang was not accurate enough, in addition to a plaster cast on his right arm, Mr. Zhuang was also wrapped in a bandage and gauze on his head.

I stared at him stunned for a few seconds, and all my restlessness subsided at this moment: "Mr. Zhuang, is your injury serious, is it painful?" He smiled at me and looked at the plaster cast on his right arm: "It's not serious." He obviously didn't want to talk much about his injury, but as I got closer, his brow suddenly tightened, and he struggled to sit up.

Aunt Zhao and I hurriedly helped him back to the hospital bed, but he subconsciously looked at my face...

"My Love, Your Chips" Chapter 45 I am not obligated to support you I am hitting in my hand, please wait a moment,

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