C198 Report

Lan Xiang felt dizzy, and his throat was very uncomfortable. The bitterness in his mouth made him not want to open his mouth at all, but the itch in his throat made him have to cough.

Then, a somewhat familiar face appeared in his blurred vision.

"Hsiang? Hsiang, how do you feel now?" Qi Zhan saw Lan Xiang's confused look, so he waved his hand in front of Lan Xiang's eyes