Mr. Ba, Please Don't Arrest Me. My Little Girl Doesn't Know How to Heal.

"Since ancient times, beauties have always been ill-fated, only to be heartbroken by lovesickness." This is a poem that my father often talks about. I miss my mother very much, and so do I. "Doctor Han, please save my young master." The voice was weak and hoarse. It seemed that the visitor had been searching for Dr. Han for a long time. The old man was covered in dust, and the young man kneeling next to him had a long sword in his left hand, and his eyes revealed perseverance. "You go back, I have sworn not to be a doctor anymore. Even if you are in a high position or rich in the world, I will not do it." Han Moyan waved his sleeves indifferently! Turn your back to those two people! "Doctor Han" the old man...