Jing Zhimei's expression stiffened again, "No, how could that be possible? I have studied your poison for over ten years, this time I will definitely succeed! You must believe me!"
No, he must not know that she actually had no confidence in this pill either, because the Soul-Returning Grass had disappeared, and she could only replace it with several other herbs.
Originally, the Soul-Returning Grass would have easily cured the poison, this antidote was her concoction to fight poison with poison, it must succeed! She believed in herself!
Mo Yunchen let out a cold laugh, his bewitchingly handsome face flickering with an icy light, he directly threw the so-called antidote into a box without giving it another glance.
Touching such disgusting things made him feel dirty!