We must wait until!
Half a stick of incense time.
The doctor quickly concocted some medicinal soup, then fed Xie Ruotong with a spoon.
However, even forcefully prying open Xie Ruotong's mouth with the spoon, the medicinal soup simply flowed out of her mouth, unable to be ingested.
"The medicine can stabilize the heart. The young madam has lost too much blood and is now feeling panicked and short of breath. Taking the medicine may bring slight relief and make her feel better," the doctor said anxiously.
Song Yanqing did not hesitate too much.
He suddenly took the medicinal soup from the doctor's hands, and drank a mouthful himself.
Then he leaned over, his lips touching Xie Ruotong's lips.
Using his tongue, he pried open Xie Ruotong's lips and delivered the medicinal soup into her mouth.
Xie Ruilin watched this from the side.
Her face changed instantly.
She was still gloating, waiting for Xie Ruotong to breathe her last.
