About three minutes later, Shi Lin finished refining a potion.
He poured the potion directly onto the wound on Jiang Wanyu's shoulder, making it hiss.
"Mm!"
Jiang Wanyu couldn't help crying out in pain. Her body curled into a ball, and she looked extremely miserable.
"Wanyu!"
An Zijin and Yao Beibei cried out worriedly.
Lei Hao and Ye Bai also widened their eyes and craned their necks to look.
Only Su Ming and Yun Langyue watched everything directly, their expressions as calm as still water.
It was only after a while, when the potion in Shi Lin's hand had been completely poured out, that the strange sounds from the wound on Jiang Wanyu's shoulder stopped.
Under these circumstances, the wound on Jiang Wanyu's shoulder showed no miraculous recovery, but at some point, it had stopped bleeding.
"Whew."
The girl's groan of pain turned into an exhale. Then her head tilted to the side, and she lost consciousness.
"Wanyu!"
An Zijin and Yao Beibei cried out at the same time.
"Don't worry. She's only fallen asleep." Shi Lin's expression remained blank. "Her body is far too weak. She should have rested long ago to facilitate recovery. Now that the toxins have been temporarily suppressed and she's able to enter a dormant state, that's a sign that her body has begun to recover."
As he spoke, Shi Lin took several more Alchemy Potions from his toolbox.
"These are Alchemy Potions that replenish blood, as well as Alchemy Potions that restore injuries and stamina. Give her a sip every two or three hours, and she'll soon recover completely. But before she recovers, it's best that she not participate in any more battles. Otherwise, it'll only worsen the burden on her recovering body."
Although Shi Lin was an eccentric alchemist, he was still conscientious