C339 White Tea

Mu Zi's hand was on Bai Qingheng's wrist. He touched Bai Qingheng's pulse and frowned. For the first time, he called him by name: "Bai Qingheng."

"Live well, do you hear me?!"

Mu Zi grabbed the front of Bai Qingheng's shirt and viciously said, "Your brother is no longer here, I'll take good care of you for him."

"Listen to me, don't get involved in this."

"You are worrying too much