C187 I Miss You

In the hospital.

The red light outside the operating theater was eye-catching.

Zuo Zhan sat in a chair with his hands supporting his head. From the 'accident' until now, his condition was very chaotic. Even when the police officers were talking, he did not have any reaction.

"Mr. Zuo? Mr. Zuo!"

The other party called him a few times before Zuo Zhan regained his senses