C349 Knock on the Door

Mu Nanyan's cell phone no longer rang. There was no text, no phone.

He turned his head and glanced at his phone, his expression calm and indifferent.

When he raised his head and looked at Qiao Qianchu, who was sitting beside him and feeling a little sleepy, his gaze was filled with a touch of gentleness.

Hospital.

The doctor had already left in a hurry for the next operation