The poison had a purplish hue, looking ominous, not to mention the shuddering taste when consumed.
But... Su Yingxue thought about how Chu Yihan described Saint Ruan. The older he got, the more he relied on poisons.
This deadly plague was a contagious poison. If he used poison to counteract it, it might just kill the plague.
Yet, she couldn't be certain of the potency of this concoction.
Manager Qi looked at the poison she had concocted and trembled. "Miss, are you really going to fight poison with poison?"
Su Yingxue looked at the bowl of poison that she had concocted and smiled bitterly. "Do you have a better idea?"
"Well... Why don't we let the doctor in the clinic study it for a few more days? With Ninth Prince outside as our guarantor, Miss doesn't have to be so anxious!" Although Manager Qi didn't explicitly say that he didn't explicitly express doubt about Su Yingxue, he was deeply concerned about the toxicity of the medicine.
