C15 Old Fox Yan Zhe

Shen Wenxu struggled to get up, but he didn't have any strength left in his arm. The bones in his wrist were broken, and he couldn't support his own body.

"Thank you." Shen Wenxu smiled and raised the corner of his mouth.

After being stabbed in the chest yesterday, Shen Wenxu was in a state of grief. He desperately wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier