Qi Yue had waited all day, not seeing Hu Chengxuan, and knew for sure that something must have gone wrong.
"Master, did you give Hu Chengxuan a lot of Relief Medicine?"
Huang Zai'an shook his head repeatedly.
"No, when I left, I saw with my own eyes that he was about to suffer from the poisoning."
While speaking, Huang Zai'an grabbed his sparse beard and tugged at it repeatedly before finally saying, "He couldn't have lasted long, could it be..."
Qi Yue instantly understood what he meant.
"Master means someone else relieved Hu Chengxuan's poisoning for him."
Huang Zai'an twirled his beard.
"Why couldn't it be an antidote?"
Qi Yue snorted coldly.
"I am certain no one can cure my poison unless..."
"Unless what?" Huang Zai'an pressed.
"Unless it's impossible." Qi Yue curled the corners of her lips.
Unless someone, like her, had time-traveled here, or came from a more advanced time, they would at least need to be a general practitioner like her.
