After waking up, Yi passed away and his whole body was groggy, but he was not dead.
Great fortune, great destiny?
Looking at Yazi beside the bed, the wound was much better.
He twitched his lips, but was too lazy to speak.
Yazi looked at him and lowered her eyes. She felt sad seeing him like this.
However, she had no choice, she had to let that woman disappear completely.
She needs to be perishable, even if it is just the perishability of healing!
She lowered her eyes, and then thought of the photo she sent her yesterday.
It seemed that she was suffering from an illness.
Curved lips, no one noticed.
Shaohua, Shaohua, you are not worthy of the fleeting love of you.
I do this just for his own good!
All you can give him is harm, still harm!
"Yi Shui, you need to rest. Yesterday, if someone hadn't discovered it early, maybe you would have..." Yazi said, feeling a little frightened. Fortunately, she ordered Jones to keep an eye on him.
When Yi Shu heard these words, he just frowned slightly, and a trace of irritation flashed in his eyes. He didn't even look at Yazi, and said coldly: "I want to stay by myself for a while."