Feng Ling was startled, staring into her eyes without seeing any pretense, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
She hugged him too tightly, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Shengge, don't you have a life-saving elixir given to you by a high monk? Give it to him. It'll save his life."
Her foster father noted the seriousness of the situation and mentioned the high monk to emphasize the value of the elixir: "As for marrying him, we can discuss it later."
"Cough cough."
Feng Ling felt somewhat grateful when he heard about the life-saving pill.
However, when he heard the last sentence, he almost choked to death on his own saliva.
"The pill? Oh, yes, alright."
Upon hearing about the pill, Shengge took out a small medicine bottle from her pouch, carefully removed the cork, and poured out a dark pill.