C662 PTSD

When Ji Qingzhan and Christina rushed to the ward in a hurry, they saw Sheng Chuxi sitting on the floor paralyzed.

Beside her was a broken bowl. The tonics inside were scattered all over the floor.

The expression on her face was very painful, and her facial features were twisted into a ball.

Christina,... ""

Ji Qingzhan was speechless."

It was still too late