When Amon heard Qiao Nian's words, his gaze fell on the pill in her palm. Without hesitation, he picked it up and swallowed it.
It was unknown if the medicine was really that effective or if it was just a psychological effect. After taking the medicine, Amon felt much better. He looked at Qiao Nian gratefully and said, "Thank you, Miss Qiao."
Miss Qiao's medicine was really divine medicine. After taking it, he felt better.
He cherished the opportunity Miss Qiao had given him. He wanted to live. He didn't want to die because of a woman like Annie.
"When I brought her food that time, she suddenly leaned over. I wanted to push her away, but I suddenly smelled a strange fragrance. I've never smelled it before. That fragrance made me feel as if I couldn't control my body."
