Leng Zi's finger, which was getting whiter and whiter, made contact with Gu Ruoyun's wrist. Not long later, his expression turned slightly ugly: "This poison …" "It should have been very simple, but since he was young, he has been taking poison to increase his body's resistance. So right now, there are two forces in a stalemate …"
Su Mingyu's heart went cold as she listened to him, "Sir Leng, please save him …"
"Don't panic." Leng Zi's eyes became serious. "We have a hot spring behind the mountain. He might need to go there to cure the poison."
As Su Mingyu heard this, she let out a long sigh of relief in her heart.
"Let's go, we'll go up the mountain to gather herbs first."
Leng Zi looked at Su Mingyu's relaxed appearance and couldn't help but find it funny. "You were clearly calm before, even if you were to ask for help, you didn't have much of an expression on your face. Why are you so nervous when you heard that this man is about to collapse?"