Chapter 1177: Drink Yourself, or Should I Feed You?

fore the glass of the ward, her weary eyes gazing at the man lying on the bed, wearing a respirator, his face cold and stern in sleep. Her eyes were sore with discomfort, as if a pair of big hands wer...one leading the way, Zhan Gu, stopped his steps, and with a helpless look on his face, turned to his mother, "Mom, your thinking is a bit too open, isn't it" 。"If I didn't open up, would you allow you...