Mortality comes in five forms; even the gods find it difficult to save.
Given Mo Han's medical skills, even if he exerted all his efforts to apply the Purple Cloud Needle Technique, it would be extremely challenging to pull the old lady back from the brink of death.
This was a matter of fate; how could a mere mortal contend with the King of Hell?
The only thing that could possibly save the old lady was the Qiankun Elixir, which possessed the power to reverse the laws of the universe and to bring the dead back to life.
He reached his right hand into his bosom, where a White Jade Vase was hidden inside his pocket, containing nine Qiankun Elixirs.
Just as he was about to take out a Qiankun Elixir, the old lady on the bed suddenly quivered, her originally pale cheeks instantly turning purplish-black. With a pfft, a mouthful of black blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, instantly staining her neck and clothes black.
"Auntie!"
Miss Qin hurried forward in a panic.
