"Don't throw up, I won't give you any extra medicine." She helplessly found a tree leaf, folded it into an oval shape, scooped up some river water and returned. "Open your mouth again."
He complied.
She poured the water from the tree leaf into his mouth, and he finally swallowed the medicine.
Looking at his dozens of injuries and a few critical ones, Su Qingyue said, "After taking the antidote I've prepared, the poison in your system will be gone after a night's sleep. However, with so many cuts on you, you'd still die if you don't stop bleeding. Alas, I'll have to waste more of my wound medicine..."
She took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve pocket and poured the medicine powder onto his wounds after removing his clothes. "This is my exclusive antiseptic medicine recipe, a secret formula. It's fast and effective. See, the bleeding stops as soon as it's applied to the wound. After a night's sleep, it'll be much better."