C165 Who Do You Think I Am

He walked to the bedside, picked up the information bag from the office last night, put it on the table, and stuffed the folded report in.

Fannxing blinked her curious eyes and casually asked, "What is that?"

Wen Yiyan's hand was slightly stiff, but his voice was very gentle. "It's nothing. You rest for a while. After the discharge procedures are done, we will go home