My uncle was critically ill

The night view of the imperial capital is brilliant and golden, and the planes of the night flight silently cross the dark sky in the night.

The car was driving all the way, Jiang Yao didn't expect Cheng Nan to call her at this moment, rubbed her temples and picked it up.

"Hello?"

Cheng Nan opened his mouth straight to the point: "Jiang Yao, your aunt has come to the department to make trouble again, do you have time to come to the hospital now?" ”

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Uncle "Love" is critically ill and is in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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