C1116 And Didn't Tell Her Story

Lu Jinghao looked at his own palm. The wound had almost been treated, but he couldn't hold on any longer. His eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if the only anesthesia on his hand was spreading to his body, causing him to feel sleepy.

Even his consciousness began to blur.

"Leeping, why do I feel like sleeping more and more?"

Lu Jinghao didn't think too much about it. On the contrary