Chapter 215 Concealment
- Perhaps the short-haired woman would know what it is.
- "What are you talking about?" The man walked in after answering the phone.
- Wanda Kirk instinctively hid the porcelain bottle under the blanket, shaking her head without changing her expression. "Dr. Ye was telling me the reason for my coma. Since I'm fine now, I should be discharged," she said.