C127 Special Medicine

Because there was hot chicken soup inside, Xi Jinbo's skin could be seen swollen even through his shirt.

He took out his phone and called for an ambulance while trembling, and his tears kept flowing out.

"Uncle Xi. . . Uncle Xi, do you feel pain?"

"No, don't cry!" Xi Jinbo forcefully pulled the corner of his lips. A large part of his back was burned.

The pain was heart-piercing