Chapter 1200 The One You Love Is Just Your Own Face
- It's not Dada, thank goodness, it's not Dada.
- Yves Black, who had been a doctor for so many years, knew for the first time that when a person suddenly let go of a big burden in their heart, their legs would go weak.
- Hendrick Nights breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, pulled Yves Black up, and whispered, "We still have hope."