C403 A Little Warmth

However, Lu Zimo, who had been ignored, stood quietly in front of the glass window in the ward. He held his phone tightly in his hand.

His deep eyes were shining with determination. He had already taken care of the things he had ordered him to do. He had also seen the effect that he should have.

His subordinate had also called just now. Moo Jiahao had finished his surgery