Gu Zhiqi opened the small medicine bottle and brought each one to her nose, sniffing lightly. "Which one is the antidote?"
Mo Qingsnow casually pointed at one of the small porcelain bottles.
Gu Zhiqi unhurriedly opened the stopper of the small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and handed it to Mo Qingsnow. "Here, you take it first."
Mo Qingsnow's face suddenly changed, "I-I don't want to take it. The antidote is limited. You should give it to someone else."
Gu Zhiqi chuckled softly. "I really didn't see that you were so kind-hearted."
Mo Qingsnow felt a pang of guilt.
"With such kindness, I certainly can't let you die, right?" With that, she grabbed Mo Qingsnow's chin and tried to shove the pill into her mouth.
Mo Qingsnow struggled desperately and refused to take the pill.
This pill was not an antidote at all but a poison. Once ingested, it would cause instant death. She had just been trying to deceive Gu Zhiqi.
