Gu Shaocheng sighed.
What should he do?
This wasn't a matter of a moment; it was a whole seven days.
Was he supposed to make Little Chenxing suffer for all those seven days? If she cried and made a fuss, he might have been cruel enough to let her endure it; but she was so obedient, obedient to the point that he couldn't bear to see her suffer at all.
He had to surrender!
He couldn't bear to see her pitifully enduring any longer, he was afraid he might break down before she did! He had always been a person who couldn't resist the soft-hearted!
"Chenxing…" He lowered his head to kiss her blood-red lips, tapping open her clenched teeth, casting all his concerns about addiction to the winds...
There must be a way to create an antidote!
In his research laboratory, with so many medical experts, if they couldn't even concoct this medicine, were they not a bunch of wastes he had been feeding for nothing?
