How weird the situation was!

Seeing Murong Xue and Ye Feng coming in, Bai Zihao motioned them to hurry up to his side. Opposite Bai Zihao were Yang Feng and Lin Ziqing behind whom there were five men in black.

Murong Xue carefully observed Yang Feng. His eyes were bloodshot. His lips were black. His face was pale, and there was a little black between his eyebrows. The whole person exuded an aura of weirdness and disharmony. He gave them bizarre and even hostile looks as if he hadn't known them.

Lin Ziqing leaned against Yang Feng, looking smug. "You're trespassing, and I can sue you. Do you know?" She gave a sarcastic smile.

"D*rn you! What did you do to Yang Feng?" Bai Zihao fumed. He called Yang Feng just now but Yang Feng ignored him. From the look of Yang Feng, there was some chicanery going on.

Lin Ziqing chuckled. "What can I do? My cousin is my favorite. How could I hurt him? And it was you who broke into my place."

"Yang Feng, you don't remember us?" Murong Xue asked softly, glancing worriedly at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng trembled a bit and turned to her with bloodshot eyes, looking awkward.

Seeing that Yang Feng had such a strange reaction, Lin Ziqing was nervous. She gave him a tight hug and whispered something to him. The red in his eyes was more terrifying. He even darted a vicious look at Murong Xue

Murong Xue was taken aback. She was sure there was an 80% chance that Yang Feng had been poisoned by Soul-killing, a strong poison. The book said it was banned as it was too vicious in the past. The soul of the poisoned person was controlled by the poisoner. They lost themselves and were like the walking dead.

She didn't bother talking to Lin Ziqing. Yang Feng had to be treated as soon as possible. She scattered a handful of knockout drops when no one was noticing. All the people in the other party fainted including Yang Feng, but Murong Xue and her party had taken the antidote beforehand.

Bai Zihao twitched his face. "Xue, now that you knocked them out, how do you ask Yang Feng what is going on? He looks weird now."

"I know. Take Yang Feng back quickly. He needs to be treated right away. No dawdling. In addition, pay more attention to the organization that Lin Ziqing was involved in. It is not simple." She frowned and felt a bit uneasy. Where did the poison come from? What she feared was the organization that Lin Ziqing came into contact with.

"You know? How do you know? Do you want to take Lin Ziqing back?" Bai Zihao asked.

Murong Xue was considering using Lin Ziqing as bait to lure the organization behind. On second thought, she gave up. They'd better be cautious before figuring out the other party's strength. "Leave her alone. Let's get out of this place right now. We would get into trouble if someone comes. Fortunately, they didn't take guns this time. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so easy."

"Okay, withdraw!" Their party quickly got out of Lin Ziqing's villa.

Yang Feng was arranged in Murong Xue's villa. Because he was in a bad condition, Bai Zihao and Murong Xue didn’t dare to hide it from the Yang Family. They agreed to inform Yang Feng's parents. When they arrived and saw their son, they burst out crying. Yang Feng was the only child of them. It could be seen how important he was in the eyes of the Yang Family.

Mrs. Yang passed out because of crying, causing chaos in the place. She was put to rest on the sofa. Though Mr. Yang didn't overreact, he also looked pale and worried.

"Sorry. Why was my son like this?" Mr. Yang asked in a heavy voice, looking at Yang Feng lying in bed, whose face looked terrible.

Bai Zihao and Murong Xue shot each other a glance.

Eventually, Bai Zihao spoke. "We found Yang Feng in Lin Ziqing's villa. He didn't recognize us, so we had to knock him out with drugs."

"What? The daughter of the Lin Family?" Mr. Yang asked in surprise.

Bai Zihao nodded and added, "Yes. Yang Feng was with her when we met him. He seemed to obey her every command."

Mr. Yang pulled a long face. "What did they want? Challenge my family? Alright, let's drop it and send Yang Feng to the hospital."

Murong Xue did some thinking and said, "Mr. Yang, Yang Feng was poisoned, and I happened to know how to detoxify."

"Nonsense. I know you are his good friends and want to help him, but we'd better take him to the hospital for treatment." What Murong Xue said was too absurd in his eyes. How could a 19-year-old girl cure diseases? She was joking!

Bai Zihao didn't say anything, and he didn't believe it either. Never had he heard that the daughter of the Murong Family knew medicine. But she didn't seem to joke by her serious look. There was an inexplicable convincing power around her.

Murong Xue also knew that it was hard to convince him, but Yang Feng didn't have much time to wait. "Mr. Yang, I will come clean. I am a doctor of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I guess you have heard about Mo Changfeng before. I was the person who treated him. I'm not showing off, but we can't delay any longer, otherwise, he will be in danger."

Mr. Yang opened his eyes wide. "What? You cured Mo Changfeng?" He did pull a few strings to check it before but to no avail. He didn't expect it to be the girl of the Murong Family.

Murong Xue nodded solemnly. If it hadn't been for the emergency, she wouldn't have let too many people know it. "I still hope you can keep it a secret, Mr. Yang."

Mr. Yang couldn't help sizing her up. She was only 19 years old, beautiful, graceful, confident, neither arrogant nor impetuous. "OK, please try your best to cure him. Tell me if you need anything."

Murong Xue waved. "Mr. Yang, please don't stand on ceremony with me. Yang Feng is my friend, and I can't stand by. I need to go fetch some tools. Please watch him for a while." She went back to her room, locked the door from inside, and entered the Space. Fortunately, the passage of time in the Space was different, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to make the antidote in a short time.

She had every herb she needed in the Space. It took her two hours to refine the Soul-healing potion, the antidote to Soul-killing poison. She took some spiritual water and golden needles and flashed out of the Space. Just a moment passed outside.

Murong Xue quickly went back, Bai Zihao and Mr. Yang were looking after Yang Feng, while Mrs. Yang was having a rest in another room. Ye Feng seemed to be reporting to his master in the living room, but she was not in the mood for this.

"Bai Zihao, please come and help. I'm going to start the acupuncture. Please take off his coat first." Murong Xue said to Bai Zihao while disinfecting the golden needles.

"OK." Bai Zihao gently took off Yang Feng's coat, who was still unconscious in bed. He still couldn't believe that Murong Xue was so skilled in medicine.

A moment later, Murong Xue was all set. She held the needles in her hand, a sacred and ethereal aura surrounding her.

She gently turned her wrist and inserted the needles into his flesh. As more needles were pushed in his skin, the green and black on Yang Feng gathered in his palms. Murong Xue made a small cut on his fingertip and squeezed out the green and black blood to the last drop. A foul smell came out of the blood. Of course, the poison had not been totally detoxified. Only part of it was got rid of. Because the poison was too toxic, she had to get some of it out of his body first. Otherwise, he would be hurt if he directly took the antidote, and it was not easy for him to recover.

Murong Xue looked a little pale. Sweat stuck wisps of her black and shiny hair on the forehead, but it didn't detract from her beauty.

Her charming eyes sparkled with confidence. She exuded an air of holiness and grace under the bright white light.

After a long time, Murong Xue pulled out the golden needles. Yang Feng was still pale but not as horrible as before. She put away the golden needles and gave the spiritual water and refined Soul-healing potion to Bai Zihao. "Bai Zihao, please feed him the medicine and water. I'll have to take a rest." She felt a little dizzy and couldn't hold on for long. After telling Bai Zihao what to do next, she rested on the sofa.

Yang Feng's father didn't dare to say a word during the whole process, afraid of disturbing her. Now that his son looked better, he had no doubt anymore and felt great respect for the medical profession. When he saw Murong Xue's pale face, he was concerned. "Miss Murong, how do you feel? You don't look well." After all, she was his son's savior. This alone was enough for the Yang Family to do many things to return the favor. For example, there was a cooperation project with the Murong Family that they hadn't reached an agreement about, but he was now willing to give in.

Murong Xue forced a smile. "Mr. Yang, I'm fine. After he takes the antidote, he will slowly recover. Don't worry." Though she had detoxified the poison, she still felt uneasy. What worried her most was that mysterious organization. How on earth did it get the forbidden drug?

"Well, just tell me if you need anything. Thank you for your help, Miss Murong!" Yang Feng's father said.

She gently nodded and smiled without a word as she knew he was just expressing his gratitude. There was no need to turn him down.