C173 My Lord You must Have Taken the Wrong Medicine?

"Ding Dong!" A WeChat notification sounded.

Soong Qingyun, who was sorting out the medical cases, was about to reach out his hand.

However, he was snatched by Yang Yilin, who was sitting cross-legged on a chair in front of him.

"Let me see, that girl is sending you a message on WeChat!" After taking the phone, Yang Yilin laughed wildly. His features were delicate and charming