All morning, An An hadn't come out, not even for lunch, which was brought in by Zhuo Feng.
Qiao Lu had asked Zhuo Feng some questions, but she didn't say much.
Zhuo Feng was not a talkative person, and she knew that this matter should not be discussed in front of outsiders.
Besides, the fact that Miss was willing to go through such trouble to nurture the Spirit Poison was already going above and beyond.
The first day passed, and An An didn't show her face the entire day.
An An didn't trust others to watch over it. Xiao Feng didn't understand this aspect, so she had to keep an eye on it herself, always paying attention to changes.
On the second day, when Chen Ziling went in, he saw An An was still wearing the clothes from the day before.
There were dark circles under her eyes, had she not slept at all last night?
"An An, are you okay? You look so pale?"
"I'm fine, I can hold on, drip half a bowl of blood again."
