C297 Difficult to Breathe

These words were somewhat ambiguous. Lingyun did not have the time to care about these. She took the cup and the pill, squeezed out a smile, and turned around to walk towards his room.

She saw him sleeping with his back facing her and coughing from time to time.

Lingyun walked in and placed the cup on the bedside table. She heard him say in a muffled voice, "Mrs Zhang, I said