Zhao Qingheng's expression suddenly turned very strange. This opaque bottle with a pump top looked a bit like the perfume his mother usually used.
But whatever came from Su Nanzhi always seemed eerie, no matter how you looked at it.
"What is this?"
Su Nanzhi sprayed it into the air, wafting a faint fragrance around her, a very subtle and pleasant scent.
Zhao Qingheng: Isn't this just a perfume scent?!
Though it smelled a bit more upscale, that didn't change the fact that it was just a bottle of ordinary perfume!
"Give this perfume to Mrs. Zhao and tell her to use it often. When her condition starts to improve, the Poisonous Insects inside her will all die."
The dead Poisonous Insects would be expelled from the body through natural human waste processes.
After hearing her words, Zhao Qingheng's first reaction was not to doubt the efficacy of the perfume. "Wait, if this was an option, why did you slap me earlier, make me cough for ages, and even cough up blood?"
