Benson Leach looked up and looked cool. "Do I look sick?"

Li Songbai looked at Benson Leach. He was in good spirits, but he was blind and some Qing Wu, as if he didn't sleep well.

It doesn't look like it's been sick.

Li Songbai smiled: "It doesn't look like it, but you have this disease since you were a child. Everyone knows it, and it is asserted by doctors that you can't live this year, so I will care about it."

Old Mr. Leach snorted coldly: "What doctor is simply a quack, so he gave Beicheng a nonsense about the time limit for his life."

Li Songbai looked at...