In the ward, Ling'er looked at her father with trembling shoulders, tears sliding down his eyes.
My dear father, I know my own body, so there is no need to feel sad for me. I'm really embarrassed to ask you, the white-haired person, to send the black-haired person, haha, but isn't there still a week left? For the rest of the week, let me do what I want to do.
As if she had made up her mind, Ling'er raised her hand to wipe away her tears and tried her best to smile, "Woman, I'm here to find you."
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