"Thrice Fermented Senna, Black Blue Spotted Fly Agaric, and a bit of Blood Flame Tiger Blood," Li Mei replied breezily.
Han Yu only recognized the last ingredient—it had been used in previous pills. The first two, however, made alarm bells ring in his half-delirious mind.
"Doesn't Senna usually treat constipation? And Fly Agaric is… just straight-up toxic?" Han Yu asked, his voice growing more desperate by the second.
"They do. But the combination is quite potent despite the side effects," Li Mei said, chuckling like she was narrating a cooking show from hell.
Han Yu groaned and slumped further onto the floor, whispering to no one in particular.
"I'm going to die. I'm going to die, and they'll find me foaming at both ends…"
Li Mei patted him on the back sympathetically—then handed him another pill.
"Don't worry. I'll take notes for your funeral."
A while laterHan Yu lay sprawled on the floor, contemplating the many life choices that had led him to this moment.
