C97

Shen Qingchen's expression became more and more painful, and from time to time, he let out a stuffy groan. Feng Ling Jue immediately grabbed onto his forehead, and quickly retracted his hand as though he was electrocuted.

"The fever is that strong?"

Feng Lingjue blankly stared at his hand. Standing up, he bent over and peeled off the hand that was grabbing onto his wrist one by one