"Zuo Luo?" Fang Ling sat on the hospital bed, quite surprised. Why was Zuo Luo here? Looking behind him, he didn't see Su Cheng: "Where's your little follower?"
Zuo Luo closed the door, walked over, and handed over the flowers: "These are for you."
"Thank you." Fang Ling really liked flowers, but the tough women and men in the narcotics division only knew how to buy food.
Zuo Luo asked, "How is it?"
"It's alright," Fang Ling replied.
Zuo Luo pulled up a chair, sat down, and said, "I heard you were from the class of 2017, and I was from the class of 2015."
"Hello, senior?" What's up? Fang Ling was completely confused.
“You were recruited into the Narcotics Division in the second semester of your junior year.”
"Yes."
Zuo Luo thought for a while, realizing he wasn't good at small tal
