"Twelve hours at a time." Zhishan poured the last bottle of medicinal powder in his hand into the white jade bottle, then picked up the water cup on the table and added some water to it, and after shaking it, he handed it to Hua Weiluo and said lightly: "Okay, drink it." ”

"What??" Hua Weiluo was startled, looking at the cup of purple wow wow in Zhishan's hand that couldn't tell what it looked like, and asked in a trembling voice, "Isn't this just enough to rub on your eyes?" ”

"Who told you this is for wiping??" Zhishan stuffed the medicine bottle in his hand into Hua Weiluo's hand and urged, "Drink quickly." ”

Drink...... Drink hair...... This thing looks so weird, it's a three-no product, and there is no one from the State Food and Drug Administration to test it, so if you pour it down like this, will it really not drink the dead? ?

Hua Weiluo looked at the bottle of medicine in his hand with a confused expression, hesitating how to drink this weird purple potion.

Wen Yi watched the flowers not fall with concern, and as soon as he was glad that he didn't have to drink this thing, Zhishan handed over another cup of purple potion and said, "You drank it too." ”

"Isn't it??" Wen Yi looked at Zhishan with a bitter face, hesitated to take the things in his hand, and said unwillingly: "Why do I want to drink it too??" I don't want to see the devil ......."

"Let you see how many dead spirits are around you, next time you will have a longer memory, and you won't just rob the dart cart!!" Zhishan opened his mouth coldly, looked at Wen Yi's bitter gourd face, and said lightly: "What, do you want me to help you drink it??" ”

"This ...... Can you ......" Wen Yi looked at Zhishan with a bitter face, and wanted to continue to bargain with him, but suddenly felt a pain in his chest, Zhishan had already directly clicked his acupoint, and then held his hand and handed the cup of potion directly to his mouth.

Wen Yi watched his hand uncontrollably pile the potion to his lips, and was about to continue to say something to Zhishan, when he felt a chill between his lips and teeth, and an indescribable bitter smell instantly filled the tip of his tongue, and the bottle of potion had been poured directly into Zhishan's mouth.

"Hmm...... cough cough ......" Wen Yi only felt that as soon as the unpalatable potion hit his throat, his body regained consciousness, he couldn't help but reach out to cover his mouth, his stomach churned, and then he barely straightened up and said, "It's really unpleasant!" ”

“……”

Poor Wen Yi......

Hua Weiluo stood beside him and looked at him with sympathetic eyes, and suddenly felt a gaze looking at him.

"Uh...... Hehe...... That one...... Can I ......" Hua Weiluo smiled awkwardly, looking at Zhishan with a begging expression.

"Are you going to drink it yourself, or do you want me to help you?" Zhishan's thin lips opened lightly, and he opened his mouth lightly, and his voice asked her without any waves.

"Uh...... I'd better do it myself......" Hua Weiluo smiled wryly, she didn't want to be inexplicably shot by the best little brother, and then directly poured the potion.

Hua Weiluo frowned a pair of delicate eyebrows and glanced at the potion in his hand, sniffed it with some disgust, then closed his eyes, and poured the bottle of potion directly into his mouth with righteousness.

Hey?? Weird...... The potion that entered her mouth did not have the bitter or strange taste she expected, but a faint jasmine fragrance, which slid coolly down her lips and teeth and into her throat.