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"Ninth Prince, it's time for your medicine."
In a daze, Mu Rufeng heard a faint call near his ear.
"Ninth Prince? Wake up, it's time for your medicine."
The voice speaking became clearer.
Mu Rufeng tried to open his eyes, but he found it incredibly difficult even to lift his eyelids.
It felt as though there was no strength in his entire body.
Soon, Mu Rufeng felt himself being propped up by someone.
Following that, a bowl filled with the strong scent of medicinal herbs overwhelmed Mu Rufeng's nostrils, and then a spoon was forcefully pushed into his mouth.
At that moment, Mu Rufeng's eyes finally cracked open a sliver.
He saw a man with a sinister-looking face, holding a bowl of medicine and feeding him with a spoon.
And a girl was helping him sit up.
Mu Rufeng wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, spoonful after spoonful of bitter medicine poured down his throat.
The medicine was extremely bitter, so bitter it was terrifying.
