"Me too," Beiate expressed with great enthusiasm. "Coincidentally, I have a close friend also going to the M country. We can meet there."
"Close friend?" The English pronunciation was quite strange, the Duke of Westminster showed a hint of confusion on his face.
"It's an Eastern pronunciation. He's my good brother, and we have shared life-and-death experiences in the S country. You'll know when you meet him."
Zhenzhen had been in the hospital for such a long time, and the burned areas hadn't improved much. She never spoke a word all day, remaining gloomy, and even the nurses dared not enter. During treatment, she endured it with gritted teeth.
"How is it? To what extent can she recover?" Housekeeper Xing, with his hands behind his back, impatiently interrupted the attending doctor's words. "Explain clearly without beating around the bush."
"This... this... it's hard to say!" The attending doctor was covered in cold sweat, his obese body trembling.
