C22 Crisis Was Saved

Ji Ge looked at the man whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot and secretly stuck out her tongue. When she was in the most dangerous situation, he always appeared in time. Could this be the legendary benefactor of fate?

"Fifth High, hate one. " Ji Ge smiled and tried to please Mu Sixiu.

"Okay. " Mu Sixiu snorted. He needed to inform the hospital about this VIP ward in the future