"Doctor!"
Zhang Yao was momentarily stunned, when a burly man urgently shouted:
"Can you tell what poison he's afflicted with? Is there any way to suppress it?"
Zhang Yao took a deep breath, suppressing his chaotic thoughts, and leaned in for a careful observation.
On Zhou Changgui's chest, a ghastly wound nearly disemboweled him, deep enough to see the bone, with its edges slightly whitening under the wash of abundant rainwater.
"This is not poison!"
After careful examination, he said:
"This is a special mineral called 'Red Bright Stone,' which itself is non-toxic and is a precious medicinal material with miraculous effects in treating heart ailments."
"However, this mineral destroys the body's coagulation ability, and if fused into weapons in large amounts, they often become formidable weapons."
"Red Bright Stone is very rare, worth a fortune, and this is the first time I've seen a wound caused by such a divine weapon."
