C147 We're Not Getting Married Are We

Sheng Xifang didn't even raise his eyes. He flipped the book with his slender fingers. "Not dead yet."

She said softly, "He shouldn't die from diarrhea..."

He looked up and his handsome and solemn face had a sickly pale color. His clear and cold voice also revealed some weakness. "You poisoned the food?"

At noon, he did not know which of his tendons was wrong