Lin Ling took the medicine, the pain slowly disappeared, the sweat on her face slowly decreased, her original bowed body slowly extended, under the light, pale face dyed with blood. Looking up at Haizhixuan sitting beside the bed and looking at it carefully, Lin Ling's brain came out of the words of Haizhixuan just now, and the delicate brush began to turn red. It seems that the rogue knows what's wrong with her. Lin Ling dares not look at Haizhixuan. This kind of thing about her daughter's family is in the beginning.

"How do you get to the supermarket that late?" Lin Ling asked his doubts when Haizhixuan would go...