"Ying ying ying?"
Ansheng sneaked a glance at Lin Ying, who had returned to her expressionless face like a calm ancient well, and secretly sped up the work of searching the effects of drug ingredients at a thousand degrees.
Regarding Lin Ying's current mental state, and knowing the grand wish she had just made in her heart.
Ansheng felt that Lin Ying's mental state,
was the kind where she could show an alluring smile, gently hug him, exhale a fragrant breeze, and say with a grin: "Fellow countryman, do I look like a god? Or a demon?"
No matter how Ansheng answered, she might just push him down on the bed and greedily absorb Yang Qi.
"It doesn't make sense! How come all the drugs have been checked and there's no contraband? It's not possible that the pharmaceutical factory contaminated all the drugs during preparation by putting bacteria into the pot, right?"
