The arrival of the best master healer in the country reignited Aiden's and everyone else's hope that they could survive this.

Due to the magnitude of the situation, Lemuel didn't reminisce about the past with the other healers present. He picked a random person and started taking his pulse. After one minute, he stood up. "Can an antidote be made, Mr. Morris?" asked Hector, who felt a headache coming on. If this situation wasn't dealt with well, devastating consequences were sure to come.

If these people had really died, the headquarters would certainly be blamed, as they were the organizer of the Martial Arts Competition. Who would want to shoulder the blame when the time came?

"This is the Blightbane Poison. I read about it in a medical book once. It was concocted by a highly skilled practitioner of medicine from the last dynasty. According to the book, even the inventor himself has not formulated an antidote for it.'

What? A poison from the previous dynasty?

"And this is why there is nothing I can do," continued Lemuel.

The yard was filled with a tense silence. Everyone's voices disappeared.

"How long do they have to live?"

Lemuel looked at Xena, then at Felix.

"Felix and I will take turns suppressing the poison. They have 24 hours at most."

The waiting staff present were all sobbing. Who would have thought going to work as usual would result in them losing their lives?

"Unfortunately, we cannot locate the Miracle Doctor. He might have a solution," Lemuel said.

Upon hearing that, Felix gritted his teeth and entered a room not far away. He had thought about that, but

he knew for sure that Gerald was not currently in Yartford and thus could not come here on time.

However, now that he'd learned from Lemuel the name of this poison, he could ask Gerald about it.

A call came through soon after. Felix said quickly, "Mr. Hoffman!"

"You damned brat, what time is it? I need my sleep!"

"Something serious happened. Have you heard of the Blightbane Poison, Mr. Hoffman?"

He didn't expect Gerald to reply immediately. "I know about it. It was invented by this madman from the

last dynasty, and he committed suicide out of shame due to his failure in inventing an antidote.

"30 pills holding the poison were circulated in the public. When the pill is pinched, the poison will seep into the air. It will dissipate completely within a few minutes, but a few minutes are already enough, Those who are in the area will die without a doubt."

Felix didn't know how he should react to that. "I'm one of these people now."

When Gerald was done listening to Felix's narration of what had happened, he roared, "You idiot! Don't

ever tell anyone you're my apprentice from now on! The Miracle Doctor's apprentice dying from poison- what a huge joke!

"There are only two ways to remove the poison, though."

Oh, Gerald knew how to do it!

Felix was overjoyed. "Tell me, Mr. Hoffman-more than 60 lives are at stake here."noveldrama

"The first method is the Nine Points of Calamity Technique."

The Nine Points of Calamity Technique? Felix had some choice curse words in mind. This was a technique even harder than the Seven Points of Transcendence, and he didn't know how to do it yet. "Can you not give pointless suggestions, please?"

Gerald said exasperatedly, "I want you to learn from this lesson, or else you'd think too highly of your skill

in medicine. It's now when you finally feel helpless, huh?"

Felix admitted readily to his blunders before flattering Gerald a bit more.

"Okay, okay. Didn't I give you a medical book? If you haven't slacked off, you should be able to cultivate the most rudimentary antidote pill in the book. That should deal with the Blightbane Poison nicely."

Gerald added, "Your current success

rate isn't high enough for you to make more than 60 pills before poison takes effect, so save as. many people as you can and don't feel guilty about it, not when you're already doing your best."