"Should we ask Qing Wu if he has any connections? After all, Qing Wu is still a League researcher," Daigo said to Steven Stone.
"You idiot!" Steven Stone rolled his eyes at his foolish son.
"The League has been trying every possible way to find out Dawn's identity from us. One of the conditions for exchanging the antidote this time is that we send Dawn to the League," Steven Stone said with a cough.
"Whenever I see Damalanchi's ugly face, I want to slap him. I helped him capture Rayquaza, accidentally got poisoned by the Poison-type Elite Four's deadly toxin, and not only did he refuse to cure me, he kept me hanging. What's the point of that?" Steven Stone grew furious just thinking about it.
"But you're right. Let's ask Qing Wu if he has a way. After all, he knows a lot of people," Steven Stone said before reluctantly sending Qing Wu a message.
Steven Stone had a vague feeling that Qing Wu would have a solution.
Ding ding ding. Qing Wu, who was heading down the stairs toward the twelfth floor, received Steven Stone's message.
{Steven Stone: Save me, Qing Wu! I've been poisoned, and the League won't give me the antidote. Do you have any connections that could help me get one?—Your cute and handsome President Zircon}
{Qing Wu: What poison did you get? What are the symptoms?}
{Steven Stone: My heart hurts, there's a poppy flower pattern on my chest, I'm spitting black blood, and I've become emaciated.}
{Qing Wu: Floral Binding?}
{Steven Stone: Yes. How do you know that name!!!}
{Qing Wu: I have a friend who's researching it. They're about to develop an antidote.}
{Steven Stone: !!!}
{Qing Wu: I'm researching it outside right now and can't return for the time being. Take