C342 Not 8 Million

The whole ward was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine.

"It's a bit bitter." Ye's Mother tasted it.

"You're already so old, why are you still afraid of suffering? Quickly drink, don't delay any longer." Ye Lee laughed bitterly, and said with a coaxing tone.

Ye's Mother drank the medicine and closed his eyes to rest on the sickbed