บท 3395: What's With That Medicine?

Only then did Ji Lingfeng bend over and cough violently.

He clutched his chest and the veins near his temples bulged as he suppressed his voice.

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

Already mentally prepared, when the violent coughing subsided, he got up, went to the sink, and turned on the tap to wash away the blood on his hand.

…

Outside.

Xie Yun did not go far.

After closing the door, she pressed her ear to it.

This was because the moment she was about to close the door, she turned around and saw the man's body suddenly tense up. It was obvious he was seriously ill.

She stood pressed to the door for a few seconds and indeed heard Ji Lingfeng's suppressed cough coming from inside.

Xie Yun tightened her grip on her handbag, her heart sinking to the bottom.