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The scent of Zuo Linyi's books continued to pervade the air, suffocating everyone. Song Qingyu glanced at Zuo Linyi with lingering fear, and had no choice but to bite the bullet, "I'll drink."

Zuo Linyi pursed his lips and smiled, as he passed spoonful after spoonful to Song Qingyu.

As Song Qingyu drank the medicine, he looked strangely at the clothes he was wearing