"Water—" Qin Xiaobao murmured again, the amount of water to moisten her lips was not enough for her to drink, she was about to die of thirst.

Zhan Nianbei snatched the cup and cotton swab from the doctor's hand, dipped it in water and brought it to Qin Xiaobao's mouth.

He has been in the military area all year round, and the most important thing is speed. He walks with the wind, and naturally he also carries the wind when he waves.