Bo Jiu pushed him into the cab, staring at his hand the entire time.
Right hand. It wasn't just for holding the mouse, it was also to hold his gun.
There was too much for her to say, thus Bo Jiu turned to ask, "What is Doctor Qin's number?"
Qin Mo sat at the back and glanced at the youngster that was still holding onto him as he recited a string of numbers.
The fans weren't wrong, the Almighty seemed unusually docile.
The Qin family's private doctor was also a specialist in the medical world. When he saw his private phone ringing, he frowned. He never expected Young Master Fu to have called. Young Master Qin seemed to be seated beside him.
This was the first time Doctor Qin experienced such a situation. He found it odd that someone else was reporting his sickness as his young master had never given anyone his private number, even when he had been injured.
It seemed like Young Master Fu was special to his young master.
