C55 I Don't Mind
The pungent smell of the medicine in the ward is very strong, mixed with the smell of alcohol and disinfectant,
Xia Ye was sleeping soundly, and his snores were stable. A few more bruises had appeared on his originally clean and handsome face for no reason. The corners of his eyes seemed to have been stung by several bees, and the swelling had yet to dissipate
