"That sentence... How can we say that disaster has lasted for thousands of years? Don't worry, I can't die...

Yao Zhun tried to raise his hand to take Pei Meng's shoulder, Pei Meng looked at his increasingly pale face, paused, did not refuse him any more, and took the initiative to help him, "Yao Zhun, don't talk, we will go to the hospital immediately!"

Pei Meng felt his voice trembling for the first time.

Yao must have looked at her nervous appearance, closed her eyes weakly, had no strength to speak again, but bitten her teeth to death.

Pei Meng never spoke again. He kept his eyebrows twisted and focused...