"Is he alright?," I ask anxiously looking at doctor ZongHua who is laying on the bed unconscious and his student treating his wound. His clothes are on the floor which are drenched in blood.

"I've treated his wound but it will take for him to wake up," he explains looking at his master who is fighting for his life.

"Is he poisoned?," stepping forward I examine his state I bend low sitting on the floor leaning over the edge of the bed with curled up eyebrows.

"Yes but I ...