C554 Aconite

He did not know how long he had been unconscious, but his brain had always been muddled. The thing in front of him was shaking and swaying, Han Miaomiao's crying face was also Cuihua's crying face.

His ears were also muddled as he heard Han Miaomiao's cry for help, "Someone, come! Help! "

And he had also heard Cuihua's call, "Ninth day! What happened to you? "Don't die, don't die