"I was going to find the antidote, not the treasure. How long can it take?"
Ye Feng walked in front of Lan Xingyue and checked her condition.
After such a short period, the poison in her calf had subsided a lot, and her complexion was much better than before.
He waited for a while more until the poison was completely removed. Then, he chewed the few herbs he had picked into his mouth. He applied them to her calf and wrapped them with gauze.
Finally, he took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and shook out a pill.
This was the antidote that he had brewed himself before he came to Jiangzuo.
After all, he was here to search for the Xiang King's secret treasure, so it was inevitable that he would go to some deep mountains and forests. It was necessary to prepare some self-defense medicine.
He just didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.