C945 The Eye Is Just an Ornament

Pan Yan and Yi Lize glanced at each other, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"Oh, that's fine too." If it didn't matter, it was the hospital's luck that Yi Lize was responsible.

Pan Yan began writing again with the book in hand. With great effort, he cut the paper in half.

— I never add men to my WeChat!

"Hehe, I'm your attending physician. It has nothing to do with gender