Xin Lei saw her mother's face transform in such a way, and her heart began to panic as well.
All of a sudden, she snapped to attention and hurriedly turned her head to look at Wu Xiaoshan.
"Xiaoshan, aren't you skilled in traditional Chinese medicine? Please, take a look at my mom quickly."
When Wu Xiaoshan heard this, he walked over in a few steps and said, "I don't have any medicine on me, and my hands are tied."
It wasn't that Wu Xiaoshan was unwilling to help; he simply had no means to do so at the moment.
Seeing Wu Xiaoshan respond like this, Xin Lei's eyes began to well up with tears.
As Fang Yazhi's facial condition worsened, Wu Xiaoshan too grew worried for her.
"Right, Auntie, if you take this Skin Moisturizing Pill, it might actually work."
Wu Xiaoshan suddenly remembered the last Skin Moisturizing Pill and quickly took it out and handed it over.
Even if Fang Yazhi's face hadn't suffered such a reaction, she would not have turned down the Skin Moisturizing Pill.
