"You do indeed have quite a few remnants of precious medicinal ingredients in your body, but they aren't precious enough to be called a 'sacred medicine.' Besides, I was fortunate enough to obtain a small vial of the Kunwu Sect's sacred medicine once."
Huangfu Yu finally understood. His eyes widened. "You mean my nephew never used any sacred medicine at all?"
"But how is that possible? Miss Lin clearly used sacred medicine on Zhenlou, and after taking it, Zhenlou did recover very quickly."
The look in Huangfu Zhenlou's eyes grew darker and darker. "Divine Doctor Du, please tell me the truth."
Du Heng was more than willing to "tell him the truth," because he rather wanted to watch the show himself.
"Not only have you never used any sacred medicine, but you should have already been poisoned before. Later, someone poisoned you again. As a result, the two poisons happened to counteract each other, allowing you to survive."
"However, even though the poisons in your body were eliminated by using one poison against the other, the two rare poisons collided and fought within you, severely damaging your vitality and foundation. That's why you feel powerless when practicing martial arts."
Du Heng finished in one breath, leaving everyone present stunned.
Huangfu Yu was the most shocked of all. "What? Zhenlou had already been poisoned before? And later... later someone poisoned him again?"
Huangfu Zhenlou lowered his eyelids.
The poison he had suffered from before had most likely been the work of his stepmother.
He simply hadn't expected her to be so bold.
"Can I still recover?"
Du Heng shook his head regretfully. "If it were only internal and external injuries, even serious ones would heal quickly. But damage to your vitality can only be treated through slow recuperation and gradual adjustment.