Chapter 58: Poisoned

Ye Sheng saw the woman regain consciousness and was about to step forward to speak when Qin Yu immediately stopped him, saying, “The patient’s emotions are unstable—this will surely harm her body. You must avoid that topic as much as possible.” Hearing this, Ye Sheng sighed and nodded his head.

After the two conversed for a while, Qin Yu confirmed there were no problems and promptly withdrew the silver needles. He walked out slowly.

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Yun Rou had grown tired of explaining. The fingers hanging at her side twitched slightly. In the blink of an eye, all the attendants were frozen from head to toe. It seemed that tonight, the seriously wounded who had been waiting anxiously for treatment might not even get to see the healer, while she, who had come to heal, might instead be carried back for treatment herself.

When Xinghun entered the alchemy chamber earlier, President Lin was already lying motionless on the floor. Moreover, his symptoms were entirely different from last time. Of course it was cold. Her clothes had all been undone by him. Though the room was warm, she was left wearing only a thin, sheer veil for modesty, naturally feeling cold.

Ten days later, in the headquarters of the Xingluo Guild, Yun Rou, who had been unconscious, finally opened her eyes slowly.

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Everyone began discussing excitedly, each chiming in with their own opinions. Now that her identity had been recognized, Li Jiang could no longer argue with Jiang Wan, lest others notice discord between them.

He wanted to understand Nancy, but this curiosity was not born from love—it was more a pursuit of art.

How is it that now, one after another, so many are eager to help me, defending me with such fervor?

On the way to the Celestial Star Palace, many students recognized Ximen Zhui Xue. At this moment, whether from the Eastern or Western Academy, all students were especially respectful upon seeing him.

An invisible force swept over Ye Xuan, feeling like a gust of wind. The more it felt this way, the more wary Ye Xuan became.

Xiong Si Niang watched as Li Donglai released the seven-colored venomous scorpion, snorted coldly, her gaze fierce, showing not the slightest hint of fear.

Gao Ge laughed along, not taking the other’s words seriously. As an outsider martial artist in this place, Gao Ge felt no worry whatsoever.

A moment later, a middle-aged police officer opened the iron door, sweating profusely as he released Zhou Longhai, personally escorting him out through the back door.

Saint Pusi had just noticed Gale Shun running towards Lan Jing’er, already thinking about how to help her.

Such a stark reality caused those who had been irritable to halt all their movements and cease speaking.

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Upon entering the Adventurers’ Bar, a wild, rugged energy surged forth, mixed with the cacophony of the bustling crowd.

Han Xuan grinned mischievously. No matter the online payment tool, banks are indispensable. With American banks in private hands, partnering with them was like having one's escape route cut off—far too dangerous.

After all, in her previous life, Lan Jing’er learned those divine languages from Parangsha before the great war between gods and demons. After the war, the unified divine language of the gods was changed. Although it resembled the previous language, there were many differences.

The captain shook his head, saying he didn’t understand. Qian Qian replied, “I observed a German camp about a dozen miles away from you.”

“Young masters, I’ll go prepare your meal. Please wait a moment.” The two entered the house one after the other. Inside, though the furnishings were simple, the atmosphere was exceedingly refined, but there was only one bed.

All the stones—this time Tang Zhong was determined to have them. He immediately clenched his fist tightly.

“Who goes there?” a powerful voice resounded. A chess piece shot through the tent, heading straight for Butterfly Rest.

“The students can neither touch you nor provoke you. But there are the Supervising Dao, the Inspectors, and Lord Xiong. If they learn you still harbor rebellious intent, they’ll naturally have ways to deal with you.” Ruan Zhitian stared directly at Zhang Xianzhong, not retreating an inch.