Seeing Self On The Death Bed Chapter 139

What are you talking about? Are you talking about your feelings about heaven? Do you want me to write you a 500-word reflection on heaven?

Chen ignored him again.

His hair was rubbed, his neck was pinched, and his face was touched, but he still ignored it.

After using up the seven tubes of ointment, I used my kindness points to buy twice as many as seven.

Yes, that’s right, fourteen.