C889 Nocturnal conversation
It was unknown if it was because of the cold wind or if it was too much wind, but Dongfang Gu bent over and began to cough. He coughed to the point where his face was as red as cinnabar.
Zhang Jin quickly closed the window and helped him into the chair. After a long time, Dongfang Zhi finally stopped coughing and leaned back in his chair, gasping for breath