Brother Liubao approached with a pained heart and shouted outside, and immediately someone brought in a bowl of Ginseng Chicken Soup. However, Phoenix Blood languidly leaned against the soft couch. He feebly waved his hand, "Tonics are useless when the body is too weak; I have never recovered. There's no need for you to have these supplements stewed anymore. All these times, I've only had a taste, which ended up being quite the waste."
The day Baobao ran away from home, he went to search for her in the mountains. During those days, he hardly ate his fill, and afterward, he fell seriously ill, which resulted in these lingering aches and pains.
Thinking of that person whom he longed for day and night, he curved his lips into a bitter smile, his expression desolate.
That… heartless woman.
How could she bear it? How could she be so cruel?
He laughed bitterly, then heaved a deep sigh, slowly closing his long, narrow eyes.
