Treating The Injuries (3)

The pill from the Divine Lord must be very effective. However, he had given this to his son to keep him safe.

"About the tablet, how many do you have?" Gu Xijiu wanted to know.

"One. Why?"

"If you give it to me now, what if you need it in the future?"

"Don't worry. I am sure that that day will never come. Stop talking nonsense. Eat it now!" Di Fuyi was unusually confident. He put the tablet into her mouth and demanded, "Be good. Take the pill."

His tone was as familiar as ever. Gu Xijiu was amused and at the same time felt a bit bitter. However, she did not reject his offer this time; she ingested the tablet. The tablet smelled nice but tasted bad. Gu Xijiu's face wrinkled in an ungainly fashion. She took a while to swallow it. By that time, her tongue was already numb from the bad taste.