"Jue is busy with work. I understand. I'll try the medicine with him as soon as possible." Bai Mori was sensible and comforted Gong Qing's anxiety.
She seemed to be very understanding.
After seeing Gong Jue eat a sandwich half-heartedly, she immediately handed him a small brown medicine bottle.
"Jue, you have to take this medicine three times. Each time, you have to take it an hour apart."
"How troublesome!"
Gong Jue frowned.
Three hours. It was ten o'clock.
There was still time to attend the banquet.
If Bai Mori's medicine was effective, he would have one less weakness in the future.
Then, he could be stronger and stand behind that stupid woman to protect her.
He wouldn't lose his ability to fight back and be unable to protect her because of another woman's tattered clothes.
This thought made Gong Jue determined to try the medicine as soon as possible.
