Shen Ning Ran Bo Jin

Guan Xinyue finished speaking, Bo Jinyu frowned and glanced at Shen Ningran, "Did you say anything",Bo Jin Yu frowned, thinking of the child who was eight months old but died in her womb. She softened a little.,"Don't worry, I took care of it before bringing him here. The bleeding on his head was controlled in time, and his arm is only a minor fracture. He needs to be observed for a few days."。