"That's the way things are, because I, Hezhe, have become like this, so I beg you, must cure Hezhe for me, this is the greatest wish of my life..." Bai Wenqing looked at Xiaoyang and cried over his face.

"President Bai, don't be too sad, Xiao Yang will cure your son." Lin Mowu made a cup of the best Longjing in West Lake and handed it to Bai Wenqing.

"Thank you." Bai Wenqing took over the tea and took a sip. His manner was graceful and elegant.

"Brother, Brother, will you play with me? Su Xizhe came to Xiaoyang, drooling, looking at Xiaoyang with eyes, and asked foolishly.

Xiao Yang...