C29 Yin yijie take me home

He comfortably stood at the foot of the stairs, holding a phone in his hand and quietly advised: "Miss Zhuang, go back first. The doctor will arrive in a while, go back and recuperate for a while, it isn't too late to settle the score with Young Master after you have recovered from your illness."

My eyes were blurry and I could barely hold on. I'm not sick, but the world is sick