Everyone knew about the Xia family's "divine medicine". If Xia Zhe told Jiang Ting the origins of this medicine, she would definitely eat it without hesitation. However, he could not expose his real identity just to save her life. There was still the injured senior upstairs, as well as Yang Jiao and his daughter who had not been dealt with yet. He could not waste time here.
He did not explain much and just stuffed the small pill into Jiang Ting's mouth. She widened her eyes and looked at him. Then, she suddenly felt warm all over and her wounds started healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few minutes, she was in good spirits and felt even better than before she got injured.
"Where did you get this medicine from? Why didn't the military commission give me one before I came?" Jiang Ting asked curiously.
"It's a family heirloom. There's only one," Xia Zhe said mildly.
