The red envelope contained a small sliced "ginseng", the one Nanzhi had given her before.
"Godfather will get better after eating this."
Yuanbao affirmed.
The ginseng slice was not surrounded by a bright white light, but a hazy pale yellow halo.
She had only seen such light on medicine that could save lives.
Shen Zhiyu didn't bother about whether to wash his hands or not, he directly stretched out his hand to open their father's mouth.
Shen Wenchen curled up into a ball in the darkness, like a fetus in the womb.
In his semi-conscious state, he seemed to hear some faint sounds.
"I'll fetch some water..."
Xiaoqi looked at Yuanbao and Shen Zhiyu's bold demeanor and pressed his lips together, ultimately not stopping them.
Instead, he turned around to fetch some water.
Keeping the ginseng slice in the mouth was also good, he was just afraid that the General would choke on it.
"No need."