It was a gruesome sight that left Abel's heart skipping a beat.
He could tell just from Jaden's face that he would die soon, what with the necrosis setting in and the blackness all over his brow.
What on earth was he poisoned with? He was clearly a dead man walking and just might breathe his last breath at the very next instant!
"Mr. Loggins, what do you think?" Chet asked urgently.
Jaden was his son and the hope of his family, and his heart could break seeing Jaden like that.
"Patience, Mr. Favoni," Abel said, but sweat was seeping over his brow.
While he thought there was hope before, it had certainly vaporized as his heart sank to rock bottom now.
Just from Jaden's face, even his mentor might not be able to help here, let alone himself.
"Urgh…"
Abel sighed as everyone looked on. "The poison has already reached his organs, probably perforating his stomach. He's now breathing his last breath, and all I can do is try to keep him alive. As for his cultivation…"
His diagnosis left the Favonis thunderstruck, with Chet especially freezing up. "What…?"
That was when Lubor snickered, "Chet, you should know that there are specialties when it comes to medicine. There is no doubt that Abel here is a miracle worker, but his specialty is illnesses, whereas Jaden was poisoned, and poisons are only cured with antidotes. Hehe…"
Chet gritted his teeth in silence, but he eventually turned toward Abel. "Please, Mr. Loggins. Just keep Jaden alive for now—we will come up with something else later."
"Sure," Abel nodded. "I have an acupuncture technique that could stabilize his vitals for a while. It won't save him, but it would at least improve his current condition."
"Of course! Please do it right away!" Chet nodded eagerly.
"Alright."
Abel took out a box of needles from his briefcase, disinfecting them before dabbing them into a bottle of dark yellow fluid.
Then, he inserted the needles into Jaden's forehead, arms, and palms.
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