C147 My Body Can't Take It Anymore

Jiang's mother, remembering her sick son, walked around the kitchen and was about to go to the bedroom to look at Jiang Chen.

But before he could come out of the kitchen, Jiang Chen walked over in his pajamas and slippers, rubbing his eyes as if he hadn't woken up yet. His eyes seemed to be half open.

Jiang's father was sitting on the sofa in the living room