Xiaolongnü tried several times but could not get the Tongxi Dilong Pill into Song Qingshu's mouth. She could not help frowning her delicate brows.
Noticing Song Qingshu's breath growing weaker and weaker, Xiaolongnü hesitated. If she could not get the medicine into him soon, there might not even be a chance to treat a dead horse as if it were alive.
Moreover, she had noticed that the Tongxi Dilong Pill in her hand was as large as a pigeon's egg. Even if she successfully got it into his mouth, who knew how long it would take to dissolve and take effect? And what Song Qingshu lacked most now was time.
As though she had made an extremely difficult decision, Xiaolongnü hesitantly placed the Tongxi Dilong Pill into her own mouth and bit down with her pearly teeth. Yet the pill was as hard as stone, and the bite only made her teeth ache.
Left with no choice, she circulated her inner energy and bit down hard again. At last, the Tongxi Dilong Pill cracked open, and a foul, fishy stench spread through the air. Frowning, Xiaolongnü could only suppress her revulsion and nausea as she chewed it into pieces, then bent down toward Song Qingshu's lips.
She reached out and tapped an acupoint beneath his jaw. While his lips softened slightly, Xiaolongnü leaned in and used the tip of her tongue to part them, only to find his teeth clenched tightly shut.
Xiaolongnü was secretly annoyed, but a life was at stake. She could only endure her embarrassment and keep probing with the tip of her tongue. Even tempered steel could be made to yield; through her unrelenting efforts, Song Qingshu's tightly clenched teeth finally opened a tiny gap. Xiaolongnü hurriedly slipped in and delivered the chewed Tongxi Dilong Pill