This was more than enough to deal with the iron thread venomous spirit snake's poison, and Lin Yi didn't even plan on letting Qin wunian consume it. He crushed the pill and sprinkled it on the two wounds, and the black blood quickly receded, turning red in a few seconds. The black gas on his skin also quickly dissipated, returning him to his original white skin.
Lin Yi picked up the medicine bottle on the ground, opened it and sniffed. It was indeed the antidote for the iron thread spirit snake's poison, but it was far less effective than his own antidote pill. There was no need to take it now.
After some thought, Lin Yi pried Qin wunian's mouth open and poured all the medicine in the bottle into her mouth. He then turned around and told her that it was her own medicine that cured the poison.
After all, last night, Qin wunian had rummaged through his storage pouch and found out that there was no pill that could cure the iron thread spirit snake's venom.
