"Shut up!"

Chinan stared at the servant angrily and refused to let him speak.

Chinan did not ponder why he woke up and his mother didn't come and there was no Chijia.

He just thought the servant was too annoying and kept saying that Mu Chudi was dead, as if he wished Mu Chudi had died.

Chinan held Xia Ran's hand tightly as if she were a floating board in the sea. "Xia Ran, are you serious? Did she really not die?

Xia Ran looked slightly down at her hands.

Skinny, concave and protruding bones, full of blood on the back of the hand, you can imagine how crazy Chinan...