"I'm not sick. I'm not sick. Don't let me take medicine!" She screamed and shook off her hand. She felt that the two pills of [白白] would make her sink into the abyss and never turn over.

"You are insane!" Lyman Smith appeared in front of the bathroom. He grabbed the medicine from her hand, poured out three or four pieces, pinched her chin with one hand and threw them into her mouth.

Not allowing her to spit it out, Lyman Smith took a sip of the milk, bowed his head and sealed her lips with the milk, pouring the medicine that she was unwilling to swallow into her throat....