"Are we really going to be trapped here ?" Fu Yu said with a gloomy face.
Yun Sen also felt very depressed upon hearing Fu Yu’s words. "Ah... so many Ancient Martial Artists and yet we were defeated by a Poison Doctor. It’s so frustrating."
Hearing the two men’s words, Fu Xiyan spoke up, "Don’t panic just yet. With so many from the Medical Alliance studying medicine, there’s bound to be someone who can cure this poison. Even if not, once Fu Hong realizes we’ve lost contact, he will definitely get in touch with Ah Yun and the others."
"I hope so." Yun Sen leaned against the wall and slumped to the ground, his eyes dull and lifeless.
Fu Xiyan remained composed and continued, "What we need to do now is to stay calm. Since Mo Qingsnow didn’t kill us outright, it seems she must have some use for us."
"That’s true." Heeding Fu Xiyan’s analysis, Yun Sen nodded in agreement. Then, as if remembering something, he added, "Even if no one from the Medical Alliance can cure the poison, Miss Gu is so skilled, she will definitely cure it!"
Fu Xiyan did not respond but crossed his legs and settled down to begin a new round of meditation.
"Sir, are you going to try again? Don’t, it might harm your meridians," Fu Yu said with worry as he watched Fu Xiyan resume meditating.
"It’s fine, I will try again," Fu Xiyan replied, closing his eyes to start a new attempt.
But it was not even half a minute before a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out from his mouth.
Fu Yu and Yun Sen immediately rushed to Fu Xiyan’s side upon seeing this.
Fu Xiyan’s complexion turned as pale as paper, a deeper sense of weakness emerging between his eyebrows, and he looked lethargic, as if he might pass away at any second.
"Sir, are you alright?" Fu Yu anxiously asked upon seeing Fu Xiyan .
Fu Xiyan took a moment to recover, then shook his head at them, "No..."
He couldn’t finish his sentence before he passed out.
"Sir! Sir, are you okay?" Fu Yu shook Fu Xiyan by the shoulders in panic.
"Stop shaking him," Yun Sen stopped his actions and immediately took Fu Xiyan’s pulse, "He’s just fainted. He’ll wake up in a while."
Relieved upon hearing this, Fu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Yun Sen resumed his seated position. "You watch the Second Sir, I’ll try again to see if I can mobilize the Green Crystal Grass." After saying this, he closed his eyes once more.
In another Dark Prison, Mo Canglan, Ling Yuxuan, and Meng Qiyun were detained.
At that moment, Ling Yuxuan was covered in whip marks, while Mo Canglan embraced her helplessly, "Yuxuan, how are you?"
Ling Yuxuan’s eyes stayed tightly closed and she said nothing.
"Yuxuan, if the pain is too severe, just grasp me tightly... Please, whatever you do, don’t fall asleep."
Ling Yuxuan, lying in Mo Canglan’s arms, heard his words and her eyelashes trembled lightly, but ultimately, she still did not open her eyes.
Meng Qiyun sat anxiously to the side, looking at Ling Yuxuan with a worried face. "Uncle Master, you mustn’t let anything happen to you, you have to hold on."
Just then, someone appeared outside the Dark Prison.
Mo Qingsnow, dressed in white, stood outside the Dark Prison, looked at the scene inside, and said with a surprised tone, "Oh, what happened to Sister-in-law to be in such a state?"
Mo Canglan, hearing that voice, fiercely turned his head towards the door and with eyes reddened with rage, he gritted his teeth and spat out, "Mo Qingsnow!"
Mo Qingsnow seemed not to notice Mo Canglan’s anger, looked at Ling Yuxuan and clucked her tongue lightly, her mouth curling into a cold smile as she said leisurely, "How did Sister-in-law get hurt so badly? I had ordered those people to be gentle. What kind of job have they done?"