"Did they leave?"
After a while, Luo jumped down from a tree with Ye Chen. He hadn't been foolish enough to flee the Woods. Dahill and the other two were formidable fighters, and with Ye Chen in tow, Luo would have had a hard time shaking all three. Besides, he could stay calm no matter what. Strong as he was, he never acted rashly.
Dahill and the others chased them out of the Woods and circled around outside, finding nothing. Dahill suddenly slapped his forehead. "Damn it! We've been tricked. That brat never left the Woods!"
By the time the three returned, Luo had already taken Ye Chen away. He found a deserted spot and laid him on the ground. After examining him, Luo's brow furrowed. The poison had seeped into Ye Chen's marrow. Parts of his breastbone had turned black, a sign of severe poisoning, and the toxin was spreading through his body so fast Luo could see it happen.
Luo was a master surgeon. As the Surgeon of Death, he could handle even the worst knife or gunshot wounds. But the poison had reached Ye Chen's marrow, leaving his bones so soft and weak they seemed ready to break at a touch. Luo had no idea where to begin.
Ye Chen trembled all over, as though he had been thrown into an ancient ice cellar. His bones had gone limp, and he could not muster a shred of strength. He lay on the ground like a heap of boneless flesh.
The poison spread rapidly from his breastbone. Before long, his limbs and body seemed to have lost all support, as if his bones had melted away. Even lying on the ground, he was visibly collapsing in on himself.
Luo could do nothing. Cold sweat poured off Ye Chen,