Beisitian followed Du Kai Bo into the old man's room. She was relieved to be able to come in; as long as the elder man had a breath left, she was determined to save him!
Seeing the old man lying flat on the bed, his face pale and colorless, lips dry and cracked, and his whole body much thinner, she felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.
Sun Wangnian was anxiously following behind, thinking this girl really had no sense of danger. She dared to impersonate Tao Hailin's apprentice, thinking that knowing a bit of traditional Chinese medicine was enough. If she couldn't make sense of the situation, how would she handle it!
Sun Wangnian had no voice here, so if he spoke rashly, it would only draw attention to him.
Beisitian suppressed the aching in her heart, carefully examined Wu Yuekai's face, then lifted his eyelids and felt his neck, furrowing her brows, "What kind of poison is this?"
