Didn't Believe It

"I... I'm fine."

Zi Qing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, then dragged Qin Guan over to the bonfire.

After settling Qin Guan down, Zi Qing began searching the six men for anything useful.

"Clatter!"

Zi Qing dumped everything from the middle-aged man's Storage Bag onto the ground.

Bottles, jars, and all sorts of odds and ends piled up in a heap.

Zi Qing quickly searched through it for something.

"Found it!"

Before long, Zi Qing picked up a green medicine bottle. Its label was a little worn, but still legible: Antidote Pills.

Zi Qing uncorked the bottle, and a cool medicinal fragrance immediately filled the air. Drawing on her years of experience, she could tell from one sniff that it was an antidote.

"Here, hurry and take this pill."

Zi Qing tipped a black pill out of the bottle and helped Qin Guan, who was lying on the ground, into her arms.

"Th-this is really an antidote?" Qin Guan eyed the black pill in Zi Qing's hand with suspicion.

"This man also had a bottle of poison on him. It smells just like the blood from your wound. And I saw both of these medicines at the Fishing Tackle Shop earlier, so I'm sure I've got it right."

Hearing Zi Qing's explanation, Qin Guan was a little surprised. He hadn't expected her to be so observant. She'd noticed all that at the Fishing Tackle Shop, while he hadn't even realized those things were there.

"What do you mean?" Seeing that Qin Guan seemed lost in thought and wasn't opening his mouth to take the pill, Zi Qing suddenly looked at him and asked.

Qin Guan shook his head slightly. "Nothing. I just—"

Qin Guan was about to say something when Zi Qing suddenly popped the pill