C212 So Cruel

"Did I do it?" Ji Hanchuan looked at his hands, which were stained with blood. It was a shocking sight. His throat was hoarse, and he looked at Mrs Zhang with a choking voice.

"It's not young master. Young master is only controlled by reason. Young master, your illness, is it. . . " Mrs Zhang was one of the few people who knew that Ji Hanchuan was sick. Her tears flowed out bit by bit