Sang Yan closed her eyes with a gloomy heart, not wanting to see him at all.
Jiang Ke released her acupuncture points and handed her something, "Here, you can use this."
Sang Yan used it, not caring whether he would watch or not.
Having been a mute and vegetative for so long, she had lost all sense of shame.
Jiang Ke didn't watch either; he turned his back and pondered their next moves.
First, he definitely had to find out Qi Jiu's true identity and understand his intentions for getting close.
Next, contact Tan Yunjian as soon as possible; more friends meant more security.
Lastly, Puluo Country, oh Puluo Country, he really wanted to get there quickly.
Sang Yan got dressed and lay back down on the bed.
She had been in bed these days with no movement; lying down made her body uncomfortable, and her physical strength was rapidly declining. She felt chest tightness and shortness of breath after just a little activity.
