C261 How Short Is the Boy's Life if He Vomits Blood?

Kenelm said it very clearly, and the anxiety in his tone was obvious.

I held the phone and stood on the balcony to enjoy the wind. I said indifferently, "If he doesn't cherish himself, let him drink to death!"

"Third sister-in-law..."

"Teresa, are you still a woman?" Kenelm's phone was snatched away, and Kieran spoke to me in a nasal voice. He sounded drunk