Those injured patients had already vomited until their heads were spinning. Their cheeks were sore and their stomachs were empty. However, under the effect of the medicine, they kept vomiting acid, wishing they could vomit their entire stomachs.
The strong sour smell of vomit gradually permeated the air. Everyone couldn't help but cover their noses and retreat a few steps back in disgust.
Even Feng Jingye was frowning, his hand covering his nose.
The crowd began to disperse.
Bai Zheng immediately waved her hand, and a group of servants walked out through the gap where the spectators were evacuating.
In each of their hands was a glass bottle filled with an unknown, colorful liquid.
The glass bottle had a sharp tip, but its belly was very big.
The maidservants held the bottom of the bottle in one hand and pressed down on the bottle with the other. A mist of water sprayed out from the mouth of the bottle.