The woman wore a simple short-sleeved shirt with jeans, her cool face softened with a hint of warmth as she held a bowl of dark, pitch-black herbal medicine in her hands.
With her approach, the air grew thick with the bitter taste of the medicine.
"Awake? Drink your medicine quickly."
Her flat tone was laced with an air of finality.
Lu Wenjin looked at the bowl of medicine, swallowed hard, and said weakly, "Can I...."
He was interrupted before he could finish, "No!"
Gu Danyu's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she pushed the bowl into the young man's hands.
She had spared no effort treating his wounds and bringing down his high fever.
Lu Wenjin blinked, took a deep breath, and lifted the bowl as if going to his execution, downing it in one gulp without spilling a drop.
The bitter taste swept through his entire mouth, and the young man's face grimaced into a snarl.
Suddenly, a strawberry-flavored candy was pushed into his palm.
