C899 I'm like Her?

"See, even you have doubts when you said that, so how can you comfort me?"

Shaking his head, Yan Zhiyu sighed and smiled bitterly.

"Let's treat our wounds first."

He had no intention of continuing the conversation with his subordinates.

Yan Zhiyu took a medicinal pill from his bosom and swallowed it. Just as he was about to enter a meditative state to absorb it