C104 Old Fantastic

"Aiyo, my stomach!" Mrs Zhao lay on the couch wailing.

Ning Xiaohua sat at her bedside and fed her some water to prevent her from dehydration.

"Xiaohua, did we receive retribution!?" "Otherwise, why would she continue to …" Mrs Zhao said weakly as she drank.

Ning Xiaohua was not much better off than her. "Mom, this matter isn't that simple. I think it's because of the chicken soup