After hearing all this, Zhong Lingling's expression grew darker and darker. She quickly comforted Zhang Daguang, saying, "Don't worry, with me here, you won't die! It's just that, luckily you got him here in time. Otherwise, if you'd let this wound keep worsening, the consequences would be unimaginable!"
As she spoke, Zhong Lingling gave Zhang Daguang some of her homemade Recovery Pills and had him swallow a few. Then she took several more Recovery Pills, ground them into powder, and applied it directly onto the wound on Zhang Daguang's arm!
"Mom, what kind of medicine is that? Why does it look so strange?" Xiang Baobei watched her mother work and secretly admired Zhong Lingling!
"This is my own creation. I even gave it a name—Recovery Pill! Your father-in-law's poison was cured thanks to the Recovery Pill!" Zhong Lingling said.
"Then how can it also cure the poison in Zhang Daguang's body? Could it be…?"
