Across the vast battlefield, everyone's gazes shifted in unison, locking onto Marco.
Whitebeard was the strongest man on the seas, and his abilities were simply too important to the current battlefield.
If he truly died from Blackbeard's underhanded poison, it would be a devastating blow.
"Ace, don't make things difficult for Marco. Since Teach used this poison against me, he must have already accounted for Marco's medical abilities," Whitebeard said gravely.
As the captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, he held no suspicion toward any of his crew.
However, that did not mean Whitebeard was a fool. Otherwise, he would not have survived until now, much less become the foremost among the Four Emperors.
"Brother Marco!" Ace grabbed Marco's arm tightly.
Seeing him fall silent, Ace immediately roared in fury, "Teach, I'll kill you!"
"Ship doctors! Does anyone have a good ship doctor? Hurry and save Pops!"
"Trafalgar Law, you're known as the Surgeon of Death. You have the power of the Op-Op Fruit—you can definitely cure Pops' poison."
His hysterical shouts echoed across the vast battlefield.
Faced with an Ace who had somewhat lost his composure, many present fell silent.
Every pirate crew, provided they had the means, would have a ship doctor.
If the captain was the heart of a pirate crew, then the ship doctor was the foundation of that crew's endurance.
The ship doctors aboard the Four Emperors' ships were even more exceptional.
However, compared to Trafalgar Law and Marco, who possessed the Op-Op Fruit and Phoenix Fruit—abilities capable of assisting with treatment—those ship doctors were clearly inferior.
If even those two had no way to treat him, then stepping forward would only make them look foolish.
"Hahaha, Pops, I know you really want to kill me right now and vent your hatred, but how much longer