Huo Yanxin was never someone to restrain her temper.
Now, her fury had reached its peak.
The anger burned so fiercely that her heart, liver, spleen, and lungs ached.
For the first time, she realized a person's heart could hurt to such an extent.
The only rational thought left was that she hadn't learned anything yet—Shi Tan couldn't die, she must not be allowed to die.
"The antidote!" Huo Yanxin shouted again.
Shi Tan laughed a little and said, "Huo Yanxin, do you treasure Qiao Yuxian that much?"
"The antidote!" Huo Yanxin shouted again.
"Do you think I would have one?" Shi Tan said.
"Who does!" Huo Yanxin asked.
Shi Tan closed her eyes in pain from her sore throat, instinctively wanting to swallow, but she couldn't move.
Huo Yanxin observed her expression and asked, "Where are they? Where is the person who instructed you? Where is your father? And where is your grandfather?"
Shi Tan opened her eyes to look at her.
