The Goddess Doctorap

His eyes, long and narrow like peach blossoms, were slightly narrowed, his gaze as cold as winter, fixated on Chen Mengtian who lay unconscious on the bed, unknowingly clutching at him tightly.,He wanted to point at them, and at the same time let go of the hand he had been holding onto his son's arm.,Jiang Zebei glanced at his arm, which was pinched and now stained crimson. His blue shirt had become a small patch of gloom.。