C977

Yu's Mansion.

In the main yard, Yu Dali was lying on the bed, his face was pale, his lips were dry and cracked, and there was still some blood on them. It took several hours for the doctors to bandage up his wounds one by one, but the blood had seeped out and gradually dyed the bandage red.

"Doctor, how is my father?" Yu Wei asked worriedly.

The doctor wiped the sweat off his sleeve