Si Han frowned as he looked at the unconscious person in his arms. The Number Three potion wouldn't cause unconsciousness, it would only make someone weak for a short period, so she wouldn't resist when people came to change her clothes and dress her up.
Unconsciousness - this was not a side effect.
He frowned and asked the professional An Zhan beside him, "What's going on?"
An Zhan glanced at Nian Duoduo, adjusted his glasses, his eyes devoid of emotion, "Psychological burden is too heavy, it's unrelated to the potion."
In fact, the last time they conducted a simple physiological survey on Nian Duoduo, he had clearly noticed her aversion to people wearing white coats, especially the 'injection needle'. Every time she saw it, she would stiffen like a puppet.
It's not that she couldn't move, but rather that she's too scared to remember to move.
"Psychological burden?" Si Han frowned, "What kind of psychological burden? Could it be the syringe phobia you mentioned last time?"
