C373 You Don't Hit Women but You Are an Exception

Zhang Ningfeng's hand stopped moving. His eyes were filled with fear and worry.

He stretched out his hand and pressed the bell beside the bed.

After a few rings, a nurse answered the phone.

"What's wrong?"

She asked gently and politely.

Zhang Ningfeng's mood was like a rock pressing down on a rock.

"The patient is awake, but. . . His mind is muddled. Come and take a look, quickly