C216 Go to the hospital for gastric lavage

"This …" The corner of He Ming's mouth twitched when he saw a table of inky black objects. He turned around and looked at Wen Shuyue. "Can you eat it?"

Wen Shuyue spread out her hands and curled her lips. "You asked me to do it, so I can only do it. If you dislike it, then I can't do anything about it."

For the first time, He Ming understood what it meant to suffer. He picked up his chopsticks