Bai Su slowly lifted his gaze, his eyes calm and unruffled. He glanced sideways at Jiang Gujun, then walked over by himself to pour water, and swallowed the pill with the water in one gulp.
The whole process took less than a minute.
Jiang Gujun was caught off guard.
"Mr. Su!"
What the hell, how could he just eat it like that?
A wave of nausea churned in his stomach, Bai Su pressed the acupuncture points on his neck downward, trying to suppress the urge to vomit. But within two minutes, he felt dizzy.
His vision blurred with darkness, his limbs went weak, and Jiang Gujun hurriedly supported him to sit by the bed.
Cold sweat continuously seeped from his forehead and back, Bai Su propped his wrist against his forehead, gritting his teeth and desperately trying to keep his eyes open.
The view before him blurred into a haze, even Jiang Gujun's face, close by, was invisible.
