C351 Is Something Wrong

In the hospital.

Zhou Xiaoming paced back and forth in front of the bed with her hands in her pockets.

"Xiao-Jing." Luo Xiaoxiao's hand that was holding the phone drooped, while her other hand lightly bent over her finger and lightly tapped her temple. "Don't keep walking around, okay?"

Lightly curling her lips, she looked very helpless.

Hearing this