"Oh." Although Kendrick Xi was full of doubts, he still picked up the cup and tasted it.
The strong smell of blood hit his nose, and he couldn't help but sneeze.
Nolan He heard the movement and looked over coldly. Kendrick Xi shrank his shoulders, held his breath, raised his neck, and drank half a glass.
Kendrick Xi sat on the bed and watched Nolan He busy moving hay in the house, stopping from time to time to grab the towel on his shoulder and wipe away the sweat.
He really didn't understand what kind of medicine Nolan He was selling in his gourd, and why he called himself Lao San, as if he didn't recognize him.
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