Wu Yinan covered his nose with his hand, and the blood flowed from his fingers.

"What's going on?" Hong Feng asked in a hurry. It's all right. The old problem has been made again. I have a runny nose when the weather is a little drier. Wu Yinan said.

"Let me take you to the hospital." Hong Feng said.

"Well, it's an old problem. I'll have a few more herbal teas in a minute. Drinking too much wine these days, internal heat, the temper has come up. Wu Yinan said.

"That's all right?" Hong Feng took out the paper towels and handed them to Wu Yinan.

"It's really all right,...