Shen Lian was lying on the hospital bed, and Shen Cheng was checking his body. But he was staring straight at the ceiling. He glanced at Shen Cheng who was checking his body, then stared at the ceiling again, and asked what he wanted to ask, "Doctor Shen, am I sick again?" "Yes! I'm sick again!" Shen Cheng pretended to be very surprised, but he was very excited inside. "Doctor Shen, am I going to die?" Shen Lian looked seriously into Shen Cheng's eyes, feeling a sense of reluctance. "Then what do you think?" Shen Cheng sat on the hospital bed and looked at the person on the hospital bed affectionately. "I haven't thought about it since I met Dr. Shen." After saying that, the person on the hospital bed began to look at the ceiling again, not knowing what to think. "Then do you want to be cured?" Shen Cheng asked. The person on the hospital bed turned back to look at him, shook his head, and replied, "No, it's good that it's not uncomfortable. It would be better if it could be more serious." After saying that, an enlarged handsome face appeared in front of him. When he reacted, breathing became difficult, but the man had no intention of stopping. The night begins...
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