C547 Steward Please Close Your Eyes

Not everyone was as vulnerable as Qin Zhi. The infirmary was usually quiet and silent.

Qin Zhi was lying on the bed at the back. In front of him was Dr. Lin, writing a report.

The only sound in the air was the rustling of pen tips on paper and Qin Zhi's shallow breathing.

"Dong Dong Dong —" Someone knocked lightly on the door of the infirmary and pushed it open.

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