C777 Darkhell Sick Young Master 18

Jiang Wende smiled. He wanted to see Jiang Yong drink and drink the medicine with his own eyes.

With this obvious posture, he wasn't afraid that he would see through something, or treat himself as a fool. Jiang Yong's eyes turned slightly.

After taking a sip, Jiang Yong frowned: "Something's wrong with this medicine again."

Mo Zhu felt guilty and worried at the same time. He stood to the side