C93 Will You Help Me

Yan Xiyuan's expression was slightly twisted with hatred. She wanted to say something, but Aunt Hua pulled her to the side. "Don't stand here blocking the way. I'll call the doctor over. Don't disturb the young master's rest."

Yan Xiyuan glared at her, then looked at the person on the bed with grief. Seeing how weak he was, she gritted her teeth and swallowed her words