
Jansen pondered, "Let's just say, I'll give you an address. Take your wife there immediately, someone will serve you there. By the way, do you still keep the medicine that your wife tried?"
He felt that this Water of Hope was not a trivial thing, it could even change one's heart and mind.
"There's another bottle?"
Andrew nodded. He found the blue-colored medicines tightly packed in a briefcase at the end of the bed and handed them to Jansen.
Jansen saved the medicine and left the room.
He knows, every move-ge...