"How does it feel, pretty painful, right?" chuckled the mysterious figure in black, taking out a transparent glass bottle filled with pink pills and placing it on the windowsill. Then, with an expressionless face, he instructed, "This pill can shorten your recovery time, but you can only take one a day. I estimate that soon enough, you'll be as lively as a dragon."
"How do I know this isn't just another poison?" Chen Youliang glared at the mysterious figure in black, annoyed. Through the gap between the hat's brim and his chin, he could vaguely see the man's eyes were strange, milky white throughout, resembling the zombies from horror films.
"Heh, you're just an ordinary person. Afflicted with two deadly poisons at the same time, you probably wouldn't last an hour! Besides, you still have to help me out. Why would I kill you off so quickly?" The black-clad figure laughed unrestrainedly and coldly.
