C1332 Talk

"Ran? I knew you would be fine! I knew it! " Zhang Tao, whose arm was still covered in a thick plaster, struggled out of the bed. He actually wanted to get off the bed.

Meng Ran lightly patted Mu Qingya's back a few times and gently comforted her a few times. With a smile on his face, he strode towards Zhang Tao.

"Shen Xinghan did it?" Meng Ran held Zhang Tao's crippled arm and asked softly