Novel: This woman's name is Zhong Ling

Sun Yan was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

I smirked at her, because she didn't have a friendly relationship with her dead husband for months, so although she had been married for many years, she was like a teenager.

She glared at me with disgust, "Little villain, like a calf, not light or heavy, I'm a little hurt." ”

I smiled evilly, "Simple, Sister Sun, where you are injured, I help you treat, I am the best at treating beautiful women with various pains and difficult diseases." ”

She gave me a snort back.

My ears moved, and I faintly heard movement outside, "Sister Sun, do you listen, is there any movement outside?" ”

Sun Yan said weakly, "Where is there..."

At this moment, the sound of the door opening outside was accompanied by a cry of "sister".

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