The moonlight shone on the window of Huo Qi's room, and the light rays illuminated the entire room.
Huo Qi also felt that he should rest, but when he looked at Su Qing, who was lying quietly beside him, he somehow felt a little excited and couldn't fall asleep.
His face was also a little pale. The wound on his back was starting to hurt, as the anesthetic was wearing off.
His breathing slowly became heavier, but he still continued staring at Su Qing.
A lot had happened today, and he was actually a little overwhelmed.
What kind of identity did Su Qing have to enter the cocktail party to save someone? It was impossible for her to do that without the cooperation of the police!
