"It can last for twelve hours at a time." Zhishan poured the last bottle of medicinal powder in his hand into the white jade bottle, then picked up the water glass on the table and added some water to it. After shaking it, he handed it to Hua Weiluo and said lightly.
: "Okay, drink it."
"What!??" Hua Weiluo was shocked. He looked at the cup of purple potion in Zhishan's hand and asked with a trembling voice: "Can't you just rub this on your eyes?"
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"Who told you this is for wiping??" Zhishan put the medicine bottle in Hua's still hand and urged: "Drink quickly."
Drink...drink...this thing looks so weird, it is a three-free product, and there is no one from the State Food and Drug Administration to test it. If you just drink it in one gulp, will it really not kill you?
Hua Weiluo looked at the bottle of medicine in her hand with a confused expression, hesitating on how to drink the weird purple potion.
Wen Yi looked at the flowers before they fell with concern. He was just glad that he didn't have to drink this thing. Zhishan handed over another cup of purple potion and said, "Drink it too."
"Isn't it??" Wen Yi looked at Zhishan with a bitter face, hesitantly took the thing in his hand, and said unwillingly: "Why should I drink too?? I don't want to see ghosts..."
"Let you see how many undead spirits are surrounding you. Next time you will have a better memory and won't rob the escort car casually!!" Zhishan said coldly, looking at Wen Yi's bitter face, he said calmly
Said: "What, do you want me to help you drink it?"
"This...can..." Wen Yi looked at Zhishan with a bitter face, and was still thinking about continuing to bargain with him, when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. Zhishan had directly tapped his acupuncture point, and then
Holding his hand, he handed the cup of potion directly to his mouth.
Wen Yi watched helplessly as his hand uncontrollably piled the potion to his lips. Just as he was about to continue to speak to Zhishan, he felt a cold feeling between his lips and teeth, and an indescribable bitter smell instantly filled him.
On the tip of his tongue, the bottle of potion had been poured directly into his mouth by Zhishan.
"Hmm...cough cough..." Wen Yi felt that as soon as the unpleasant potion went down his throat, his body regained consciousness. He couldn't help but put his hand to cover his mouth, his stomach was churning, and then he managed to straighten up.
The body said: "It's so damn unpalatable!!"
"..."
Poor Wen Yi...
Hua Weiluo stood nearby and looked at him with sympathy, and suddenly felt a line of sight looking at her.
"Uh...hehe...um...can I..." Hua Weiluo smiled awkwardly, looking at Zhishan with a pleading expression.
"Are you going to drink it yourself, or do you want me to help you?" Zhishan opened his thin lips lightly and spoke calmly, asking her in a calm voice.
"Uh... I'd better do it myself..." Hua Weiluo smiled slyly. She didn't want Junior Brother Zhishan to inexplicably tap her acupoints and then have the potion poured down her face.
Hua Weiluo furrowed her delicate eyebrows and glanced at the potion in her hand, sniffed it with some disgust, then closed her eyes and poured the bottle of potion directly into her mouth with dignity.
Huh?? It's strange... The potion that entered her mouth did not have the bitter or strange taste she expected. Instead, it had a faint jasmine fragrance that slid coolly along her lips and teeth into her throat.
