C135 Yam's Treatment of Critical Illness

I felt my chest rise and fall rapidly. In his cold words, there was nothing he could say. His mind was blank, and he didn't know what to say.

Xia Junchang was right behind the two trees. It was hard for him to escape even if he wanted to. Even though we hadn't met yet, he had caught us red-handed.

He came with his regal authority, and in my head, helplessness and a little anger appeared