This illness struck with ferocious speed; no matter how many decoctions Quan Si had her drink, nothing worked. Chu Qingmeng was already at her last gasp. Ling Xian took her pulse with a tightly furrowed brow, and in the end, had no choice but to have her take a Qianyuan Pill just to keep her thread of life hanging.
"This thing is both poison and medicine. It can make her spirits rally for a single day, but once consumed, her remaining time is severely cut short—her mortal body can no longer hold on. Have you prepared yourself to let her accomplish what she wishes to do?"
Ling Xian's words were tantamount to a notice of critical illness. Mo Yunting felt as though he were shattering completely. "Is there truly... no other way?"
Chapter 562