At the banquet, old Mr. Leach, who was still in high spirits, was ten years old in an instant.

He looked up at the landing wine: "Little wine, bear him in the north..."

Juliana Lewis sat on the side of the bed, looking at Benson Leach, who was curled up and whooping low, like a small animal who was injured and asked for help.

She said in a cold voice, "He will be fine, and I won't allow him to be fine!"

Benson Leach's numerical table 0-5 is moderate, 5-9 is severe, ...