C35 Disgusting
"Traditional Chinese Medicine..."
Zhang Zhen was in the midst of answering questions from the crowd when he suddenly stood up with a start.
The sudden movement left everyone puzzled, and Mo Qingge, standing beside him, looked on with a hint of astonishment.
"What's wrong?"
Mo Qingge tugged gently at the hem of Zhang Zhen's clothes and whispered her inquiry.
Zhang Zhen shook his head
