C285 Transcendental charisma

Ye Jin coughed twice, and drank a bowl of water from Jing Jing's hands.

He lay down again, panting for a moment.

"I'm fine. It's just some superficial wounds. I didn't injure any muscles or bones." Ye Jin's voice also changed.

It sounded like the friction of a rusty blunt instrument.

Jingjing pursed her lips, held back the lump in her throat and looked at Ye Jin: "You should rest here first