C125 Empyrexia

Mu Feng drove to the entrance of the hospital and picked up the car. He then headed in the direction of Song Hui's house. From the rearview mirror, he could see the unending flow of people opening envelopes, as if they were in a very bad mood.

"Miss Lian, what are you looking at?"

As a competent assistant, Mu Feng was always paying attention to every single move made by Lian Xin