Zhang Huasheng let out a sigh of relief: "Luckily I ran into you, otherwise it would have been dangerous today..."
"But this medicine is very harmful to her body. This girl's health wasn't good to begin with. Who did this to her? I swear I'll make them drink a whole bucket of it, let them taste it themselves." Zhang Huasheng was furious. Yun Ya had just started to regain her strength, and now it's as if she's back to square one, and the worst part is that she had to suffer for it.
Zhang Huasheng suddenly glanced sideways at the man standing at the edge of the bed, his entire body wrapped in a black robe, mysterious and cold.
"Are you human or ghost?"
The man took off his hood, revealing a face so handsome it shook the heavens and made ghosts weep. Even Zhang Huasheng, an old man with one foot in the grave, was momentarily struck.
