The Orthodox Zhu You Shu
"You can discuss it among yourselves. I'll get started."
Li Bai flipped his hand over, and a white porcelain bottle appeared in his palm from thin air. He pulled out the stopper and poured out a round, black pill.
A faint, pungent, fishy odor wafted out. This was the lowest-grade Detoxification Pill he had. Even alchemists from other worlds disdained refining it. It was merely a cheap, mass-produced item made by mortal apothecaries and sold to Martial Artists and ordinary people. Converted according to the interworld exchange rate, each pill was worth roughly five hundred yuan.
If one pill couldn't solve the problem, then he would use two.
"Will this work?"
Looking at the genuine Three-No pill in Li Bai's hand, Sun Shuhui felt not only uncertain, but increasingly uneasy despite himself.
"Treat a dying horse as if it were a live one! Her pupils are already dilating. Do you have a better option?"
Li Bai looked toward the traditional Chinese doctor, Wei Jin. Doctor Wei was clearly a sensible man and had immediately assessed the pros and cons.
At this critical juncture, they were racing the King of Hell to save a life. There was simply no time left for hesitation.
Doctor Wei Jin gave Li Bai a firm nod of support.
The moment Sun Shuhui heard that the pupils were dilating, he grew anxious and urged him without further hesitation, "Use the medicine quickly!"
They truly could not afford to wait any longer. Once the pupils had fully dilated, even Hua Tuo or Bian Que returning to life would be powerless to save her.
Li Bai put away the white porcelain bottle and held the Detoxification Pill between his fingers. "Please bring me a sterilized surgical knife, a bottle of mineral water—pour most