Hearing this, everyone was stunned and looked at each other without saying anything. The sect leader frowned and asked, "How can he know how to detoxify this poison at such a young age? If he does it recklessly, wouldn't it be..."
"Master, her name is Fengjiu, also known as the Ghost Doctor. I believe in her." Murong Yixuan said in a calm voice.
Seeing that he said so, the sect leader did not stop him and just nodded: "Okay then!" The sect's doctors and alchemists all said that Yuan Qing Zhenjun was beyond saving, but he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"This kid looks to be only about twenty years old. Does he really have this ability?" The peak master said with a dark face and a somewhat impatient temper. It was not that he had no hope, but the person Murong Yixuan found did not look very reliable!
At this time, no one knew Feng Jiu's identity, let alone her name and the title of Ghost Doctor. After all, the upstream continent was so far away from the downstream continent, and the people in the upstream continent would not pay attention to the people in the downstream continent, so naturally they did not understand who Feng Jiu was.
Therefore, they would never have thought that the person in front of them was Feng Xing, whom they had sent out to look for. Therefore, when they saw the red-clothed young man named Feng Jiu actually pulled out a dagger and slashed it directly at Yuan Qing Zhenjun's wrist, their eyes widened.
“What is he doing? Even a living person cannot bear such bleeding!” said the black-faced Peak Master, staring at Fengjiu with his tiger eyes.
Listening to the occasional noises and exclamations from those people, Feng Jiu frowned, glanced back at them, and then looked at Murong Yixuan: "It's too noisy, everyone go outside."
"Master, peak masters, please wait outside for a moment!" Murong Yixuan did as she instructed without saying a word. After all, she had already told him on the way here that she had the final say on how to treat him.
“This brat, this brat is too…” The black-faced Peak Master was about to teach Fengjiu a lesson when he was stopped by the Sect Master.
"Okay, everyone, go outside!" The sect leader said, and then instructed the two people beside him: "You two stay and see if you can help with anything!"
One of the two men was a sect doctor, and the other was an alchemist. After hearing the sect master's order, they responded, "Yes."
Fengjiu glanced at the two men and said, "Since you're helping, don't just stand there. Untie the belt that's tied around his other hand." As she gave the instructions, she stepped back and washed her hands.
Seeing that the basin of clear water soon turned into purple-black blood, he asked someone to change it. Only after changing the water three times did the color of the blood become clearer, but at this time, Yuan Qing Zhenjun's face was as pale as paper, and his breath was so weak that it seemed that he would die at any time.
Feng Jiu took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, then called to Murong Yixuan, "Pour me a cup of warm water."
Murong Yixuan quickly went outside to pour a glass of water and handed it to her. He saw her pinching his master's mouth and pouring the water into it. The clean and neat action made his eyelids jump.
The two people who were helping on the side were also dumbfounded when they saw it. In their opinion, that action was simply rude as hell. However, seeing that Master Yuanqing's disciple didn't say anything, they didn't say anything either. After all, in their opinion, this young man in red still had some skills.