The hot water had turned lukewarm. Su Yufei popped several pills into her mouth at once, picked up the cup, and took a big gulp of water to swallow the pills.
No sooner had she finished than another few pills had been brought over. These days, Su Yufei had to take a lot of medication, as many as a dozen at a time.
After finishing a glass of water, she had also finished swallowing the dozen pills.
Wen Xinyao was leaning on a chair, clutching her stomach. Her eyebrows were tightly knitted, her eyes shut, and her face bore an expression of great pain.
A few minutes later, Wen Xinyao asked softly, "President, do you feel any better?"
Normally, the medication would take effect a few minutes after being administered, but this time, judging from Su Yufei's expression, it seemed to have no effect.
Su Yufei still couldn't stop sweating profusely, and her complexion grew worse and worse, looking very frightening.
