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She didn't want to trouble Bo Jinchuan unless it was necessary.

Ji Fengmian sat silently outside the examination room. Her pale face was dark and emotionless, but her hands were clasped tightly in her lap. They were pale and trembling.

Uncle Chu looked at her helplessly.

At this moment, comforting her was useless.

Moreover, Ji Fengmian never needed anyone's comfort.

She understood the logic, but love, hatred, anger, sadness, and anger weren't emotions that she could control.

These were Ji Fengmian's words. All these years, he couldn't bear to see her suffer alone. He had used unfamiliar words to comfort her time and time again, but she knew more than him.

He roughly understood what his Missy was thinking.

She couldn't forget the past.

When Chu Boyang rushed over, Shen Fanxing had just entered the examination room.

When he saw Ji Fengmian sitting safely in the wheelchair in the corridor, his heart finally settled.