C42 Ten minutes once

Zhao Jiale sprinkled the glutinous rice onto Zhang Shuigen's wound. Zhang Shuigen suddenly screamed and sat up.

"Quick, hold him!" Zhao Jiale shouted.

After hearing Zhao Jiale's words, a few labourers rushed forward and firmly held onto Zhang Shuigen. However, Zhang Shui was still struggling to get away from the pressure. He cried out in pain as tears welled up in his eyes