I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

A small amount of petechiae of subcutaneous bleeding began to appear. His current blood vessels are extremely fragile, and he cannot control spontaneous bleeding, let alone external force.

"Did I owe you in my previous life?"

Chun Leshui couldn't help complaining. Seeing Song Hanzhang's lips were dry, he wet his lips with a cotton swab.

In the middle of the night, Chun Leshui was lying on the side of the bed in a drowsy sleep, and was suddenly woken up by a series of grandpas. Song Hanzhang on the bed obviously had a nightmare, sweating profusely, and kept calling for grandpa.

Chun Leshui was tired and sleepy, and it was difficult to lift his upper body from the bed. In this posture, he stretched his hands and landed on the quilt. He didn't know where the photo was taken, but it was Song Hanzhang body.

"Be good, be good, grandpa is here..." He comforted him casually.

"Chun Leshui...Grandpa...Grandpa, don't take him away..."

Song Hanzhang didn't know what he dreamed about: "Chun Leshui...you wake up, don't die..."

Chun Leshui raised his head slowly, but the hand raised in the air did not fall down for a long time.

The author has something to say: come, come, come

感谢在2021-08-14?21:15:58~2021-08-15?22:39:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Wood Yiran? 1 piece;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：鱼?42瓶；。?20瓶；慕影Aurelie、20044398?5瓶；我的小玫瑰?4瓶；NJ?2瓶；纪翟、奈亚托普?1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!