C52 Thirteen Needles of the Hellgate

The cup fell to the ground. At this moment, Zhou Zhiwei who was on the bed heaved a sigh of relief, as if the nightmare in his eyes had disappeared.

"President Zhou, if I'm not mistaken, your son must have been provoked. He was hallucinating and had intermittent memory loss." Dean Ma quickly walked to the bedside and looked at the sleeping Zhou Zhiwei. He said to Zhou Jianguo