C1116 Mutation?
In the quiet ice room, Wu Feng frowned.
Two days had passed and the wound on Xiao Linger's finger had almost never healed. She was still in a coma and had to endure the pain brought by the blood poison.
Wu Feng sat beside Xiao Linger. For the past two days, he had not moved a single step.
Wu Feng had thought about it a lot these past two days. He was thinking about what he had done wrong
