Su Qing was highly anxious. He had the medicine, but he couldn't take it. Was she going to watch him die?
If Ji Shuisheng died, Xiaoying's only family would be gone. Her parents had died so miserably; if her brother was gone, how could Xiaoying take it?
Xiao Qi timidly said to Su Qing,
"Master, you can put the medicine mouth to mouth."
Aiya, will the master beat me up?
Su Qing frowned. If she were to feed this man with her mouth, wouldn't that mean ...?
She had never had such close contact with any man in her life, so she was resistant to it.
However, when she saw that Ji Shuisheng was about to die, she couldn't care less about putting the pill in her mouth. She pinched Ji Shuisheng's mouth and stuck it to her mouth, pushing the drug into his throat.
