"And what about the Hundred Diseases Pill?" Chen Minrou asked again. "A Divine Pill like that could save even me when I was on my last breath. Even if your body has some chronic illness, taking one should have made it better, right?"
Cui Lingyao shook her head gently. "It's no use."
The system had blocked her from conceiving at a fundamental level.
Not even the Hundred Diseases Pill could cure it.
Chen Minrou couldn't think of a better solution. Her heart ached for her friend, and she didn't know how to offer comfort.
This kind of heartache was something one had to work through on their own. No matter what others said, it would be of no help.
Her eyes were filled with such pity that it made Cui Lingyao pause. She touched her own face. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Chen Minrou thought she was just putting on a brave face to save her pride, which made her heart ache even more.
