At the same time, Lu Yaohua, who had just been sent to prison for a few days, was already haggard. His unshaven appearance reminded one of a beggar sleeping under a bridge. He sat in a damp corner with lifeless eyes. Every time he breathed, his lungs would ache.
Perhaps it was because of the curse that Lu Ming mentioned that day that his originally sound body finally began to collapse. According to the doctor, he probably did not have much life left! However, before he died, he still had to go through this torture. Because his condition was serious, there was no medicine that could make him better. He really felt like he was better off dead!
Well, he could not bring himself to take his own life.