not to be trifled with.Looking at Xie Bifeng lying on the hospital bed, Guangtoulao's face full of flesh involuntarily wrinkled, and he growled: "Junior brother, how do you feel"Xie Shuangfeng struggl...tter what, his son's illness had finally been cured. It seemed that this foolish girl was indeed the root of his son's problem."Young Master, you are bleeding."Suddenly, Fu Bo on the side cried out.Gu...