C33 Take off Your Clothes!
As Mrs. Zhang teetered on the brink of collapse, Ye Xiaofeng rushed to her side, steadying her frail form. Her cheeks were deathly pale, her eyes barely open, signaling her profound weakness.
"Xiaofeng, I feel so dizzy," Mrs. Zhang whispered, her voice a shadow of its former strength, thin as a whisper. "Please, help me to my room to rest."
With care, Ye Xiaofeng escorted her to the bedroom