"Ding Ning, Ding Ning... Ah, Ding Ning, where are you?"
Suddenly, Xiao Nuo with her head covered in cold sweat, sat up from the bed and looked straightly at Xiaoyao.
"I remembered. I remembered. A lot of blood. Xiaoyao, tell me, Ding Ning, Ding Ning, how is he? Where is he now?"
"Sister Nuo, don't be excited. Lie down. You just underwent the operation, and the stitched wound was torn again. Doctor, come on, doctor..."
Xiaoyao watched Xiao Nuo's wound bleed again, and she screamed, holding back emotional Xiao Nuo in a hurry.
"You tell me, you tell me... where is Ding Ning? Where is he?"
Seeing Xiaoyao avoiding her inquiry, Xiao Nuo felt sad, and her eyes turned red. Despite the pain of her whole body, she grabbed Xiaoyao's collar and shook her desperately, roaring hoarsely,
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