His technique was exquisite, allowing her to swallow without choking.
If she could make any expression, her face would definitely scrunch up like a bun. This medicine is really bitter beyond compare! She could bear it somehow, but was Changtian's face made of refined iron? Such a bitter medicine, yet he kept it in his mouth without showing any expression, really opened her eyes!
She could discern that the concoction was full of expensive herbs to nourish the Divine Soul, and with her ability, she could probably identify eight or nine parts of it.
