章節 1778: Being struck dumb

What medicinal pill was that? How powerful!

The sect's physicians and alchemists altogether failed to come up with a method of detoxification. After all, they didn't dare to use the bloodletting and detoxification method that this young man in red employed. In their opinion, a body like True Monarch Yuan Qing's could not stand such torment.

But, they had no choice but to admire the young man's skill. It's because the poison in True Monarch Yuan Qing's body seemed to be under control and no longer rose to the heart. The dark purple palm print on his heart seemed to fade a little and his breath had stabilized, not as weak as before.

 When they saw that the young man took out a blade and a tweezer, about to work on the wound that they had already bandaged and treated, they could only remind her. "We have already treated the wound. The concealed weapon inside has been removed."