Vermilion Bird was half-reclining in the bathtub at this time, with the warm water enveloping her body. The stinging pain on her shoulder made her cry out subconsciously, and a trace of agony flashed across her face.
Ye Chen was suddenly jolted awake and watched Vermilion Bird's wounded shoulder with a grave expression.
The blood poison from the Blood Clan was undoubtedly a very troublesome thing. Even The Holy See needed to consume specific potions to contain the blood poison.
Luckily, the blood poison in Vermilion Bird was only from a member of the Blood Clan at the Count Level. Although it was somewhat troublesome, it wasn't incurable.
If it were blood poison released by a member of the Blood Clan at the Duke Level, even Ye Chen might not be confident in achieving a complete cure.
Ye Chen took a deep breath, and in a flick of his wrist, a series of silver needles were inserted into Vermilion Bird's shoulder.