Chen Nan, having caught Shi Fanzhen, didn't know how his injuries were, so he quickly jumped off the arena without lingering in the fight.
Looking at his foolish brother's face, he saw that his brother's eyes were tightly shut, already unconscious from the pain, with both eyelids fiery red, clearly injured by the red smoke spewed by Zi Yu.
"How are his injuries?"
The crowd quickly gathered around.
"This red smoke is poisonous. We need to extract the poison immediately, or his eyes might not be saved," Chen Nan said, taking out a box of silver needles from his storage ring.
He seldom used silver needles for treating injuries or diseases.
His principle was that if something could be solved with medicine, he would definitely not use needles, as it was too troublesome to employ.
But now, he didn't have an antidote for this poison on him and could only use silver needles to draw the poison out.
"Chen Nan, do you dare to fight me?"
