Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
“Hello,” Ji Fanyin said lazily. However, Secretary Fan did not wait for her to finish articulating the word before passing the phone to his boss.
Li Xiaoxing reached out a shaky hand to receive the phone but probably from being too overwhelmed by emotions, he could not muster any strength in his fingers to grip it. Noticing his difficulty, Secretary Fan retrieved the phone and turned on the speaker call function.
Through his heavy panting, he called out, “Ji Fanyin.”
In contrast to Li Xiaoxing’s exceptionally pained voice, Ji Fanyin still maintained a calm attitude.
“Hello,” she said.
“Which… Ji Fanyin are you?” Li Xiaoxing could barely muster the strength to complete the question.
Secretary Fan, who was supporting Li Xiaoxing’s weight, was puzzled over the unusual question.
… Is there more than one Ji Fanyin?
But Ji Fanyin seemed to have understood the question. She chuckled.
“Did Ji Xinxin tell you that? That was unexpected. I thought it would be your… Hmm, forget what I just said.”
“Is that true?” Li Xiaoxing breathed each word out. His deathly pale face had turned an unusual red.
“Yes, didn’t I tell you that on your engagement day?” Ji Fanyin asked, “Do you remember me telling you if the Ji Fanyin from before still exists, she may be able to cure your legs?”
Secretary Fan could barely register Ji Fanyin’s statement before he was distracted by the sudden warning beeps on the heart monitor connected to Li Xiaoxing.
Within a few breaths, doctors and nurses rushed into the ward and he was ordered to make way.
He quickly stepped aside but with the absence of his support, Li Xiaoxing started to tilt and fall.
He immediately stepped back to help Li Xiaoxing until two young doctors took over.
When he retreated to the back of the room with the phone, Li Xiaoxing was staring intently at it.
“Spasms! Hold the patient down!” The doctors were all rushing around and shouting orders, turning the initially quiet room into a scene resembling the new year countdown fireworks segment.
Secretary Fan switched the call back into the handheld mode and
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