"Put your companion in the carriage. Let me examine his injuries," Jiang Hao said to Qi Xiuyuan.
Qi Xiuyuan hesitated, then gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, I don't know whether that Ghost King will come after us. Delaying might drag you into this."
He was injured, and his junior brother was severely wounded, poisoned, and unconscious. He desperately hoped someone could help them, but he knew how dangerous this was and did not want to drag an innocent person into danger.
Jiang Hao could naturally hear what Qi Xiuyuan meant. He thought this was a man of upright character. "Put him down. We're both cultivators; how can I stand by and do nothing?"
Qi Xiuyuan placed his junior brother inside the carriage. Jiang Hao reached out and examined his pulse with spiritual energy, discovering that the man had been struck in the chest by a claw. The external wound was manageable, but the poison was the worst part. Toxic qi had already invaded his organs, and the situation was extremely grave.
Jiang Hao tried to touch the poisonous qi, only for his spiritual energy to be immediately devoured. He felt the poison's bone-chilling cold and frowned. "What a vicious, frigid ghost poison."
Qi Xiuyuan looked at Jiang Hao anxiously. "Brother, do you have any way to treat him?"
"With my abilities, I can't cure him completely," Jiang Hao said, shaking his head.
But Qi Xiuyuan caught something in his words and asked excitedly, "Then there's still some way? Even if it's only to ease or suppress it?"
"I'll try."
As he spoke, Jiang Hao took an Intermediate Detoxification Talisman from his spatial storage and slapped it onto Ma Sichun's chest.
Buzz!
A streak of golden light swept across Ma Sichun's body, dispersing the poison that had spread through him.