C1230 I'll Kill You

Chung Huan took the medicine box to treat her wound. Jian Yan sat up, grabbed the alcohol cotton, and wiped the wound. She sprayed some Yunnan white medicine and wrapped it with bandages.

Chung Huan looked at her every move. Jian Yan's indifferent eyes no longer had any luster. She was filled with sorrow and desolation.

After a long period of silence