C1050 Prepare the Funeral

On the way, Liao Jiangcheng also called the private doctor.

When he arrived, he stepped into the bedroom and the brown medicine spilled all over the floor, all the way to his feet. What was more glaring was the blood red on the floor and Hsu Yuan's pale face on the bed.

Liao Jiangcheng held his breath. He stood still for a few seconds before he found his thoughts in the voice of the nanny