C78 Murder Drug

In the nursing home, Liang Yuanshan, who had just returned from a trip abroad, looked in good spirits. He was sitting on the living room sofa, smiling as he read the newspaper, waiting for Liang Han to arrive.

“Grandpa, you’re finally back!” Liang Han burst in, slightly out of breath, having left Gu Qisheng far behind. She had even refused his offer to drive her