C145 Zhao Qinghe Is in Emergency Treatment

Zhao Qinghe's heart was burning with anxiety, but he found it difficult to breathe. He was probably in a hurry, so his body didn't listen to his brain. He couldn't even take a step forward.

It had been a long, long time since he had been so flustered.

"Master, your condition is not particularly good. . . "

"Don't speak. "

Zhao Qinghe scolded