Zhao Gang nodded.

The injury lasted for half an hour.

The blood stasis in Zhao Gangliang's body was almost completely removed, and the three broken ribs also began to recover quickly under the action of the recovery potion.

"Thank you," Zhao Gang-ling said.

"We're in the same group."

Leng Bing took the pen back into her pocket, sat down next to the wall beside her, and did not speak anymore.

Zhao Gang stood up tremblingly and walked to the side

"Don't move, aren't you afraid of pain?" Leng Bing said dissatisfied.

"I have to find a way out for you."

Zhao Gangliang smiled forcibly and said, "If we can't go out, we will have to die here. It doesn't matter if I die. It's a pity that you are going to die. They all look so sensual.
Chapter completed!