Chapter 747: Spiritual Energy_2

"Brother Mitchell! How are you doing?" a young man urgently asked, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes revealing unmistakable concern.

"Big brother! You must hang in there!" Another voice responded, belonging to a burly man, his voice slightly hoarse, yet filled with determination.

"Are you alright? Nothing serious, right?" A gentle female voice asked, as she softly stroked Richard Mitchell's forehead, trying to offer him some comfort.

Everyone was deeply concerned, but could only watch helplessly as the poison rapidly spread through Richard Mitchell's hand, their hearts filled with helplessness and anxiety. They all knew that the poison was extremely potent, and the consequences of not dealing with it promptly were unimaginable.

"My god, it's just Collecting Spiritual Medicine, why is it this difficult?" A crisp female voice suddenly exclaimed, filled with confusion and complaint, "Sister Abigail had issues, and now big brother you too. What is going on?"