So, every minute, every second now is an ordeal and a test for the entire Medicine Sect.
An Yiqing extended her hand to delicately check Ming Yuan's pulse, which was feeble and irregular, indicating that his vital signs were very weak.
Seizing the moment when there was no one else in the treatment room, An Yiqing flipped her wrist and took out a few Heaven Mountain Snow Lotuses from the Ancient Space, squeezing out the juice to feed Ming Yuan.
At that moment, Ye Chenghong walked in.
"Girl, how is your Senior Mingyuan? Do you have any ideas?"
"Mmm, Master, I have come up with a method that should be able to counter the Qing Frost poison. I'll prepare for a few days, then give it a try," An Yiqing nodded and asked softly, "Master, regarding Senior Mingyuan's poisoning this time, have you found out who did it?"
