Chapter 522
Once the medicine was ready, Freya was about to pour it into a bowl when Sherry caught her hands, heartache painted on her face.
"Freya, you and Ryan have worked hard enough by getting the thorow-waxes. This is just a minor task. Hand it over to me!"
Freya thought for a moment before passing the enamel basin to Sherry.
"Very good, Sherry!"
Freya was happy for Sherry, as she'd learned to care about other women.
Sherry poured a bit of the soup into a bowl and put it down. Freya reminded her, "Pour it out and give it all to her. Perhaps once she sweats a bit, she'll recover!"
However, Sherry didn't listen to what Freya said. She took the bowl and drank from it.
Ryan, Freya, and the others were all dumbstruck.
Sherry wasn't sick. Why was she drinking that?
Ryan asked hurriedly, "Are you sick as well?"
"No!" Sherry's features were twisted with disgust. It was similar to when she drank her own urine in the desert. She stuck her tongue out and spit while complaining, "It t

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