"Is it cold?"

"It's not cold, Brother Fu Ting, why are you here alone? The doctor said you need to rest more. ”

Fu Ting: "Come out and breathe." ”

Fu Ting's face has always been pale, icy and snowy, and he still wants to go back, Lu Xiaoliang walked behind him, pushed the wheelchair, and said, "I push you around, I can push it." ”

Her words, Fu Ting was speechless.

"Little Master?"

Lu Xiaoliang turned his head.

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