"In five minutes at most, if he couldn't find the antidote, he would definitely succumb completely to the drug's effects and pass out.
By then, finding Xiao Moli would be a piece of cake.
He was steering with one hand and fumbling in front of him with the other, pulling out a dagger.
The car swerved erratically on the road. His consciousness was sinking, and his eyelids were so heavy he could barely keep them open.
Shangguan Hao shook his head vigorously, trying hard to maintain the last bit of clarity, and with the dagger in hand, he forcefully slashed across his other arm.
Blood instantly gushed out, and the pain momentarily cleared his mind.
Through his blurred vision, he saw a pharmacy up ahead; he turned the steering wheel sharply and slammed on the brakes.
After a screech of urgent braking, the car crashed with a thud into a road sign, having broken through the flower bed beside the road.