A Notice.

Grandma was out for a walk at night when she was hit by a car.

The driver hit and fled. Suspected of drunk driving and escape. The traffic police couldn't contact anyone, and they didn't answer the phone. A case has been filed.

I was typing when I received the call, and I had just rushed back to my hometown from the urban area. Seeing the old man lying on the hospital bed, Fu Tu's heart became more murderous.

The doctor said it was still in danger.

It is impossible for Futu to have a time code in the next few days. Futu must seek justice for the old man in this matter, otherwise Futu would be in vain as a son of man.

bow.

Futu was brought up by his grandma since he was a child. I seldom ask you for anything. Today I want to ask for your blessings. . . I believe in the power of wishes and pray for the elderly to live a long and safe life.

I finally achieved some success in writing the book. The old man has worked hard all his life, and I haven't let her enjoy much happiness yet. . .

Bow again. . . (to be continued ~^~)