Gu Zhiqi, ignoring her struggles, grabbed her jaw and forced the medicine from the paper packet into her mouth.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Mo Qingsnow kept coughing, suddenly raising her right hand, throwing white powder towards Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Zhiqi raised her hand, her fingers curled with Vital Energy, and waved at the white powder, making it change direction and fly towards Mo Qingsnow.
"Ah!" Mo Qingsnow screamed as the white powder quickly covered her face, turning it red, and finally forming large and small spots. The skin on her neck that the white powder touched also started to develop spots, showing a tendency to fester and bleed.
Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi released Mo Qingsnow's jaw and took two steps back with a look of disgust.
"My face, my face." Mo Qingsnow cried miserably while fumbling in her pocket, looking for the antidote.
But before she could find the antidote, her wrist was grabbed by Gu Zhiqi.
