C974 Control Program
"What are you guys talking about?"
Qin Muchen stretched lazily. The matters at the hospital had finally come to an end. The two most important patients had been dealt with, and the other patients could naturally be handed over to other doctors.
After all, Qin Muchen was not a robot made of steel and iron. He needed to rest. 24 hours a day was like a spinning top, and he could not take it.
"No
