C515 He Looked Serious

She's anxious. She didn't care about slapping him in the face. She shook him and continued to ask for help: "It's not the same as before, my guest! You don't want me to vomit until I die young, do you? "

He raised his hand to rub her hair, as if he was brushing her hair. He smiled and comforted her. "It's not that serious. Don't think about it. Give it to me