C132 Dilated Appetite
In the hospital's advanced VIP ward, a nurse was disinfecting the back of the hand of a person who was half-sitting on the bed, preparing to inject a needle to relieve inflammation, but she was obviously absent-minded.
Zhai Tongxin looked at the little girl who was giving her the shot. Her face was as red as a peach and she constantly peeked at the sofa beside her from the corner of her eyes