The toxicity of the Zhuxian Wine danced within my blood vessels. I dreamed I was back in the modern world, lying in an ICU with tubes running all over my body, the harsh beeping of the electrocardiograph ringing in my ears. When I opened my eyes, however, they were Mudan's apricot-shaped eyes, red and swollen from crying, as she used a silver spoon to feed me medicine.
"It's bitter..." I turned my head to dodge.
"Don't move." Mudan pressed down on my shoulder, her hair tips brushing against my neck. "This is the Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill refined by Lord Laojun."
Chapter 198