C931 Enemy siege 5

Qiao Zhi's voice was so tired, one could imagine that it had been a long time since he had properly rested. It was just like the mess she'd seen in his house when he'd been in the hospital when he'd been injured. Poor Qiao Zhi, who would take care of him like that in the future? Would there be a better woman in a foreign land who would take care of him with care and gentleness, allowing him