C419 Steal It

"Are you sure you want to use this medicine?"

Mu Xiaoyue asked Zhang Bai. He had already told her more than ten times. Her ears were about to calluses.

"Look at my body. I don't want to keep having broken arms and legs." Zhang Bai moved his arm, which was about to fall down. He could not reach it just now. He had not sewn it up. The wound on his leg had been stitched up into a mess