C308 What Is Hidden

There was a relatively long silence.

No one could understand Ann Xiaojing's pain, and no one could explain it clearly.

Maybe she was the only one. Maybe even she couldn't figure it out.

Uncle Lin entered the room again and carried a small bowl with him.

"Let me do it!" Leng Yichen took the bowl.

Uncle Lin passed it to him with confidence, then that person sat back in front of the bed