Widow Yang looked around with hatred in her eyes, then took the medicine bowl that Hong Xia passed to her, lifted it, and tearfully looked at Fang Li, "Brother Fang..."
Fang Li couldn't bear to watch her suffer, but they couldn't withstand the harsh punishment of eighty strokes. He was even more reluctant to let this incident affect his eldest son's career prospects. He was counting on his eldest son's promotion and wealth to show filial piety!
Widow Yang tilted her head back and drank all the medicine in the bowl as if it were poison.
Hong Xia watched coldly and then took the bowl away.
Xue Dong threw over two large packages of medicine, "After the monstrosity is expelled, drink these two packets of tonic and you'll be as lively as a dragon in a few days!"
