C748 Needle amputation

Li Qingyu turned his head, realizing that the one who had spoken was Die Ge and the other was a middle-aged man who was around fifty years old. He had short golden hair, had a clean-shaven beard, and bright eyes.

Li Qingyu was sure that he did not know this person, but he looked familiar. He turned his head and remembered that there was a portrait of Shu Li on a poster in the reception hall