"Jo. Don't drink it!"
Andrew shouted. Jo, who was drinking half of the antidote, hurriedly stopped.
Andrew saw that there was only 1/3 left of the antidote.
"What's wrong?" Jo asked in confusion.
Then she saw Taylor fall down in front of Andrew.
"Her space ring is broken. I only have one antidote."
Andrew said. Seeing that Taylor was about to pass out, he quickly took out his antidote, pulled out the cork with his mouth, and fed Taylor.
"Now there are only two antidotes. I don't know if it will work if each of us drinks 2/3 of it."
Andrew tried hard to control his drowsiness and accurately controlled the dose.
Taylor stopped abruptly when she just drank 2/3 of it.
Jo finally understood what he meant. She rushed over and gave the remaining 1/3 of the dose to Andrew.
Andrew drank up the rest of the antidote.
The strong drowsiness was slightly relieved.
"How are you feeling?" Andrew asked Taylor in his arms.
Taylor opened her eyes slowly.