C412 It's Not That Simple

In the room, Ye Yuxuan's entire body was filled with gold needles as beads of sweat dripped down. Drops of fresh blood dripped from his pores.

Faintly, one could see traces of red fog lingering above the fresh blood. However, under the guidance of Dou Tian, it was all contained in a medicinal bottle.

Dou Tian's face paled slightly. Even though he knew the method to cure the poison