"I want to stay alone." Han Wenyue pushed away the child's hand.
Dumbfounded, "Mr. Han..."
"Please go out!" Han Wenyue raised her voice and then gasped.
The Asian doctor sighed silently and said, "Rest in peace." After that, he got up and went out.
Han Wenyue held her face in her hands, and every smile of Rowling flashed across her eyes like a movie. He didn't expect that this lightning-fast emotion would actually make him feel like he was having a heart-tearing feeling.
He came in with a worn can in his hand, but he didn't disturb Han Wenyue. He just stood silently at the bedside. After a long time, he patted Han Wenyue on the shoulder.
"The conditions here are limited. The village chief and I asked for some dried meat and boiled it with rice. This should be in line with the habits
