Poor chefs didn't even have a chance to catch their breath when they heard Su Qian's words. Each of them was scared out of their wits, crying and wailing, emitting pitiful cries.
Su Qian couldn't help but frown when she heard this. "Stop howling. I didn't say it couldn't be cured."
Everyone present knew Su Qian, so they were well aware that this enchanting and beautiful woman was their only savior. If they angered her, it wouldn't do them any good.
Everyone obediently shut their mouths and looked at Su Qian nervously. No one knew what she was going to do next.
Choosing the apprentice with the deepest poisoning, Su Qian walked up to the apprentice who wasn't yet fifteen or sixteen, and carefully checked his condition.
The apprentice's eyes welled up with helpless tears, choking as he looked at Su Qian. "Please, save me, save me..."
"Don't worry." As Su Qian spoke, she sat beside the apprentice and raised her hand to take the apprentice's pulse.
