"How can that work? I have promised others. How can I break my promise?" Nora Smith was taken away from his mobile phone, and Qiao's face was somewhat dissatisfied.

"You forget that you have a bad cold now? I have to go out to blow and drink. In case of serious pneumonia, Nora Smith, do you think your life is too long?"

Asher Hawn pressed the cup into her hand, held her hand in the other big palm, and handed the medicine over.

"Medicine, I'll take it."

Nora Smith picked up the water cup in his left hand and took medicine in his right hand. After swallowing it, he looked...