C207 Concocting Medicine

Artificial pill.

Qu Yihong and Tong Tong looked at each other knowingly and heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

"That's right, civil war." Tong Tong answered her son in embarrassment.

"Civil war?" Qu Yihong smiled faintly. "Yes, civil war."

Alright, then civil war.

"Each and every one of them is already so big, it really makes people worry." Tao Tao let out a resolute sigh