"I won't be able to get the medicinal wine! Please let me go! Let my child go! What exactly did you feed him! He's still a child! Are you even human!" Shao Yin hugged the boy and cried hysterically.
Huang Mian did not say anything but simply poured the remaining liquid from the bottle into Shao Yin's mouth. Shao Yin immediately felt some pain in her stomach. She held her stomach with one arm and hugged the child with her other arm as she knelt on the ground in agony.
"You need eight bottles of medicinal wine now. This is the only way to save you and your child. You only have three hours so time is tight. If you don't set off now, both you and your child will die," Huang Zhong said casually.
"Aren't you afraid of retribution…" Shao Yin said through the pain.
