"Leiya, put Ling Haotian down. I'll handle it." After saying this to Lai Ya, Kan Daha immediately carried Ling Haotian onto his shoulders, followed the Mimlu troop, and returned to the sheep tribe.
Kana Blah, Ling Haotian, was placed on the bed. Lai Ya hurriedly ran into the kitchen to pour a few drops of salt into the water and helped Ling Haotian wipe away the bloodstains on his legs and body.
"Look at the wound on his leg. It's a purplish black color, and the poison gas has spread everywhere. We must find a way to detoxify Ling Haotian as soon as possible." Looking at Ling Haotian's wound, Kan Daha continued, "If we keep doing this, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on for long."
"Leiya, even if you take the warm water with salt, it won't be of much use. This kind of injury, it's b
