As he was examining the equipment, Hu Daoke's cry of alarm came from behind him, "Hey, Old Cheng, it seems to have some effect; this girl doesn't seem to be as severely affected now, and her breathing has also become much smoother."
"Can you not make such a fuss, you scared the hell out of me," Cheng Ziang's body jolted, and he turned around to say irritably.
"Is she cured just like that?" Hu Daoke scratched his head and asked.
"It's not that easy," Cheng Ziang shrugged and said, "This guy brought her own medicine just to delay the poison when she was affected by it. To truly cure her, we'll need to get back home."
"Get back home?" Hu Daoke was stunned for a moment.
"That means the Yichuan Mansion," Cheng Ziang said.
"Damn, so we need to take this girl back?" Hu Daoke's eyes widened as he asked.
"We can't take her back," Cheng Ziang shook his head.
"Why not?" Hu Daoke asked.