Feng Yiting knew what Ling Tianyu was about to do, and didn't say anything. She wondered how much he could give, but it definitely wouldn't be less than five drops.
Soon, the bottle was brought over, and as Ling Tianyu opened the lid, the rich aroma of the Spiritual Liquid was so intense that it made one's spirit tremble uncontrollably.
Ling Tianyu directly poured out half. He originally thought about giving ten or so drops, but since they had brought him to the Feng family and also treated his wounds, if he wasn't mistaken, he must have been unconscious for quite a few days, and that too was a debt of gratitude that shouldn't be dismissed casually.
"This is half," Ling Tianyu said as he handed the bottle of Spiritual Liquid to Feng Yiting and then kept the other half for himself.
