"Madam..."
Not long after Song Miaochun returned to her room, agonizing screams rang out.
The medicinal bowl on the bedside rolled to the floor, spilling the unfinished decoction across the ground. Song Miaochun curled up on the bed with a ferocious expression, and then, she began to vomit thick, black liquid, mouthful by mouthful!
Chapter 75