C65

"I know, it's all father's fault …" Fu Zhengze was half lying on the bed. Ye Zichen looked at Jing Zhi, who was beside him, with a look of shame.

The room's doors and windows were tightly shut, and the patient could not see the wind, so the sealed room was filled with a strong smell of medicine. He was well aware that his eyes were red and swollen, and were already tired from crying