C213 True and False Medicinal Paste

"Oh? Indeed, someone was poisoned. "

Ning Xiaolei stood up and walked out under Zhang Jiuxuan's surprised gaze.

Within the Thunderstorm Hall, surrounded by a large group of people, a middle-aged woman who was dressed simply was crying loudly.

"Return my son, my son! God damn it! Your things are nothing but poison!"

The woman cried out, tears streaming down her face