n a low voice, "What's wrong"Fu Yan shook her head, unable to resist Song Qing's curiosity, so she had to say, "It seems like a mosquito bit my hand.""Mosquitoes" Song Qing霜 frowned. "How could there...Xiaoyi pushed open the window, letting fresh air flow into the room.art pounding rapidly in her chest."I am.""I am so sorry, Ms. Fu. Last Saturday when you came to the hospital for a blood test, our staff accidentally mixed up your blood sample with another lady's. Yo...