C430 Eat Him 12

Zhou Xingsang was very skilled at applying the medicine, as if he had done it thousands of times.

Lin Jinan grunted. He grabbed the man's hand and asked, "Is it done?"

It took Zhou Xingsang almost an hour to apply the medicine.

"Not yet, how can there be paint inside?" As he spoke, he smeared the ointment on his finger and slowly squeezed in.

"..."

Lin Jinan was lying on the bed