Urban Flowing Immort

A red Mercedes-Benz G suddenly sped out from the side.,In the VIP ward, the head of the emergency department, Gong Han, looked at the monitor by the bed and let out a long sigh.,Addressing a man in his fifties dressed in a suit, he said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dong, we've done our best. Let's prepare for the aftercare of your son."。