C447 Fraud

The doctor's words were a much-needed relief for Moyan, finally allowing him to relax. After repeatedly thanking the doctor, he returned to the hospital room.

Yifan lay peacefully on the bed, her eyes gently closed. If not for her pale complexion and colorless lips, Moyan might have thought she was simply asleep.

"You're here. How's Yifan doing?" Anan had been watching over Yifan