C561 You Bargained.

Zhang Gou's head was aching, and his chest felt like it was being pressed by a huge rock. His lungs were in extreme pain.

Christ, who was beside him, panicked and shouted, "Master Zhang, what should we do?"

Zhang Gou's face turned ugly.

What else could he do?

If he didn't want to die here, he could only lower his head and ask Rollins for medicine