Cao Ziqing stared at the bowl that was almost shoved into his mouth, his cheeks twitching violently several times.
It was evident that his mood was extremely awkward.
The flesh on his cheeks twitched uncontrollably, unable to stop.
If it weren't for the fact that the Divine Doctor really had some skill earlier, he would have already wanted to smash the other with a palm strike.
Xuanyuan Lingfeng was dumbfounded, staring at the "Divine Medicine" in the bowl.
"What is this situation?"
The so-called "Divine Medicine" for restoring spirit, qi, and mind, turned out to be...
A mouthful of phlegm?
And judging by the color of this phlegm, it seemed the Divine Doctor was a bit inflamed recently.
Can this stuff cure illness? Can it really enhance virility? Is this a joke?!
Beside them, Ning Qingyuan almost burst out laughing.
"Without this essence of spirit, qi, and mind, your state is nothing but outwardly strong but inwardly weak."
Lin Hai's calm voice rang out.
