章節 1149: Demonic Poison

It was a dilapidated old single-story structure that had been damaged recently. A small bed was placed in the middle of the only room still fully intact.

Henrik was wrapped up in a blanket like a mummy with Fulke sitting next to him. There was a small green tube connecting the two.

Upon seeing Hao Xuan Fulke smiled and got up before remembering about the tube.

"Brother, you're back! I would greet you properly but-" he raised his hand to show where the tube was going into his arm, "I'm otherwise occupied."

Hao Xuan gave a nod before asking the obvious, "Blood transfusion?"

"Mhm. It's the only thing that seems to help."

Without wasting any more time Hao Xuan walked up to the bed to inspect Henrik himself.

'Pale complexion, low body temperature, slow heart rate. It just looks like he is sleeping.'

"Where is the wound?"