Guo Shu was rescued, and the rapidly eased tension left Guo Xinyu feeling quite fatigued. She leaned against the sofa in the luxurious hospital room and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Fang Jueyu carefully laid her body flat and then covered her with a blanket. Looking at that beautiful yet exhausted face, he felt a faint impulse inside him.
However, he was not someone to take advantage of others, so he walked over to Guo Shu's side. Now there was no one around; it was the perfect time to secretly administer the so-called "miracle pill."
With a thought, the small bottle appeared in his hand. He tipped one pill into his palm, and a strong medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air.
Its appearance was really unsightly, though. In his mind, a pill should be perfectly round and adorned with elegant patterns, not something irregular and extremely rough-looking like this.
