C2025 You Have to Think of a Way!

After Liao Yuejia had taken care of her wound, she put a band-aid on the wound and pretended that nothing had happened. She continued to work.

In the laboratory.

Shi Zeyu had already poured the medicine into a bowl.

The black medicine was like stinky water in a waste pond.

It smelled stinky.

Just by smelling it, he felt like vomiting, let alone drinking it