Dong Xi did not want to think too much. Since she was already here, she might as well take things as they came. The most important thing was to fill her stomach first. Dong Xi picked up the fruit that Song Qingfeng had forced on her and ate one in big mouthfuls. Then, she fed half of the fruit to the little snake. After that, she opened the little snake's pink cloak and prepared to change the medicine.
As soon as she opened the cloak, a foul smell hit her in the face. Dong Xi could not help but want to retch. This smell made Dong Xi have a bad feeling in her heart. Could the little snake have died? Thinking of this, Dong Xi gently helped the little snake wash off the medicinal powder on its body. The hideous wound was exposed, and two scales had fallen out.
Fortunately, the little snake had wriggled a few times in Dong Xi's hand at this time. Otherwise, Dong Xi would have thought that the little snake was already dead and might have buried it.
