Despite the difficulty, Feng Bailing still brought back the antidote.
Upon returning to Prince Shun’s Mansion, she encountered Lu Yin, who was coming to say his farewells.
He told Feng Bailing that his master was critically ill and had been unable to eat for quite some time; he needed to return to Poison Dragon Villa.
"What illness does Master Hong have? Is there a need for me to help check on him?"
Feng Bailing inquired.
Feng Bailing had heard that Lu Yin’s master was the number one Divine Doctor and Poison Doctor in Great Chu, renowned worldwide as the manor owner of Poison Dragon Villa, Hong Haoran.
Lu Yin thought for a moment before speaking.
"My master became famous for his knowledge of poison when he was young. To study various poisons and antidotes, he ingested countless poisonous herbs and substances, then detoxified himself. However, over time, this has completely drained his body. Now, I fear not even divine beings could save him. All of us disciples must rush back to see him one last time."
Lu Yin, usually optimistic, had a persistent gloom between his eyebrows today.
He and his fellow disciples were orphans, raised by Hong Haoran from a young age, and they held deep affection for him.
Exhausted body, meaning his organs have all failed.
This Master Hong is truly a Shennong of Great Chu, having tasted hundreds of herbs.
With a moment’s reflection, Feng Bailing understood.
Poison, even if detoxified, still leaves damage behind.
Hong Haoran was a master of poisons, but after all, he was only human. In modern times, he might have been able to survive a while longer with the help of ventilators and nutrition pods, but now, he was left with no options but death.
"Why didn’t Miss Hong Xuan come with you?"
Feng Bailing was surprised.
Hong Xuan was the daughter of Hong Haoran; she should have returned to Poison Dragon Villa as her father was dying.
Mentioning Hong Xuan, Lu Yin gave a bitter smile.
"My younger sister-disciple doesn’t want to return to Poison Dragon Villa, probably still angry at our master. The father and daughter are exactly alike in temperament."
"Fathers and daughters do not hold eternal grudges, especially since Master Hong is nearing his end."
In Feng Bailing’s past life, she had experienced the pain of separation from loved ones, so she deeply understood the pain of not being able to see a loved one for the last time.
She didn’t want Hong Xuan to have regrets and decided to find her.
"It’s useless, she wants to earn my master’s recognition and inherit his legacy, but the master said his acupuncture techniques cannot be passed on to Hong Xuan. Even if you talk to her, let alone me, she wouldn’t listen."
"Can’t he eat anything?"
Lu Yin was surprised.
The master hadn’t eaten for days, merely surviving on some ginseng soup.
That was his way of hoping everyone would rush back.
Feng Bailing took out several bottles of nutritional liquid from the emergency kit.
This was the 22nd-century concentrated nutritional liquid containing various amino acids, trace elements, and minerals that the human body needs, which could help sustain life a little longer.
"Give him this medicine."
Organ failure, after all, meant no ability to ingest food; if he could drink some nutritional liquid, it might help him hold on for a while.
Lu Yin saw the unusual appearance of the bottles in Feng Bailing’s hands, but trusting her, he accepted them.
Having said this, Lu Yin bowed his hands and then left by car.
Feng Bailing returned to Wu Courtyard but did not see Feng Xiaoli and Hong Xuan; she thought about the Heartbreak Grass and love poison issues and decided to discuss them with Dugu Wu.
Just as she reached the vicinity of Dugu Wu’s study, she saw Feng Zao waiting outside.
Feng Zao shook his head at her, the door to the study firmly closed.