C57 Twinkle
"Qiao." Gu Qian quickly stood up, bent over and carried Zhang Qiao into the room. It was impossible to tell that he was a weak patient.
"Shi Jin, come in and give the girl a diagnosis."
What was going on? Just a second ago, he was looking at his yard in high spirits, but why was it that in the next second, his face turned pale and his head was covered in cold sweat?
Shi Jin hurried in