C582 Antipyretic

Early morning.

The night was cold, but the heart was warm.

Faang Rui helped Beigong Chen set up the bed and said with a smile, "Luckily I didn't only injure my right hand, I can still eat."

Beigong Chen looked at the scene in front of him. His eyelashes were all wet in an instant!

Beigong Chen held his chopsticks and smiled. He glanced at Faang Rui. Although his face was unfamiliar