After bringing the two of them to a safe place, Ling Chen didn’t stay; he turned around and went back the way he ca. There were still many people poisoned; he had to get them out as soon as possible.
When Ling Chen returned to the blast site, he saw an old man in a Kasaya arrive a step before him. Once there, the old man said nothing, directly took off his Kasaya, and began waving it with both hands like a huge fan, stirring the poison gas hanging in midair.
In an instant, the originally scattered poison gas actually began to slowly gather above the old man’s head, as if wrapped up by so invisible force.
Seeing this, Ling Chen couldn’t help letting out a breath of relief. A master was indeed a master; with just his own strength he could actually keep all this poison gas under Control. That kind of power was truly astonishing.
Not long after, under the old man’s Control, the poison gas in midair gradually moved to an uninhabited area. Seizing the opportunity, Ling Chen imdiately had the security personnel rescue the poisoned spectators who were lying paralyzed on the ground.
After more than ten minutes of busy work, all the spectators at the venue were evacuated. The once lively arena instantly beca cold and deserted, a complete ss.
"Ling Chen."
Once the poisoned injured were arranged, Tong Zhentian ca quickly striding over.
"Elder Tong, how’s the situation?"
Tong Zhentian let out a breath and said with a face full of relief, "This ti we really have those experts from the Heavenly chanism Pavilion to thank; it’s only because of their help that the crisis didn’t escalate."
After listening to Tong Zhentian’s account, Ling Chen suddenly understood. While the crowd was being evacuated, the Heavenly chanism Pavilion had already sent people to blend into the crowd to search for the mbers of the Dark Pavilion. In fact, finding them wasn’t hard; since they wanted to detonate poison gas bombs in the crowd, they would definitely be carrying briefcases. Based on that alone, their positions could be accurately locked in.
When the first explosion sounded, the experts of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion had already successfully captured the other two Dark Pavilion mbers and brought the scene under Control in ti, preventing more casualties.
"Elder Tong, go and bring the old brother over. These people are all poisoned; we still have to ask him to help treat them."
"Alright."
After Tong Zhentian left, Ling Chen imdiately returned to Tang Shiyun’s side and led her to the lounge. After being poisoned, Tang Shiyun’s body temperature was slowly dropping; her skin felt like it was covered with a layer of frost, extrely cold.
"How could this happen?" Ling Chen looked at Tang Shiyun with a worried face, a bit frightened inside. Tang Shiyun’s breathing was getting weaker and weaker; he was really afraid sothing might go wrong.
Just then, Jiang Yunkai hurried in from outside.
"Chen."
"Are all the injured outside taken care of?"
"They’ve all been arranged. The ambulances are on their way. I just took a quick look—there aren’t many people poisoned, only a bit more than forty, but their condition is not optimistic. So people’s body temperature is dropping sharply, their whole bodies ice-cold. I’m afraid they won’t hold on for long."
"Don’t panic yet. Have the dical staff at the venue help take care of them and try to stabilize their condition as much as possible."
"Got it."
Just as Jiang Yunkai left, Tong Zhentian arrived with Ling Gengqiu.
"Old brother, hurry and take a look at her. Can the poison she’s taken be cured?" Ling Chen asked anxiously.
Ling Gengqiu nodded and placed his hand on Tang Shiyun’s pulse. After checking her body, he examined Tang Shiyun’s symptoms and said sowhat awkwardly, "This should be a mixed poison, similar to the poison those Dark Pavilion mbers were hit with before, just not as potent."
"Will her life be in danger?"
"It won’t go as far as a life-threatening situation, but this kind of poison will make a person’s body turn cold, as if frozen, entering a strange dormant state. In modern terms, it’s a vegetative state."
"So there’s no way to concoct an antidote?"
Ling Gengqiu shook his head and said, "You’re thinking too simply. The person who made this poison gas is a master. From the fact that he used eighty-one different toxins to refine this mixed poison, you can tell he’s extrely familiar with the toxicity of each poison and can Control their balance very well. Even I can’t做到 that."
Hearing this, Ling Chen felt his mood sink straight into a valley.
"So... so Shiyun can’t be saved?" Xu Hong, standing to the side, asked, her eyes unable to hide her worry.
Glancing at the questioning Xu Hong, Ling Chen’s gaze suddenly lit up. "Right! Old brother, earlier both Hong and Shiyun inhaled the poison gas, so why did Shiyun get poisoned while Hong is perfectly fine?"
"Oh?" Ling Gengqiu looked at Xu Hong in curiosity. "There’s sothing like that? Co over and let examine you."
After taking Xu Hong’s pulse, Ling Gengqiu smiled and said, "This is really interesting. You actually aren’t affected by the poison gas."
"Old brother, why is that?"
"Because there are so people in this world whose constitution is different from ordinary people. They have a special kind of antibody in their bodies that can give them immunity to many diseases or toxins. She’s one of those people. You brat, your luck’s not bad—so long as we use the antibodies in her blood as a sample, we can develop an antidote."
"Really?" Ling Chen’s face lit up with joy and he quickly said, "I’ll go make arrangents right now."
Finding the antidote wouldn’t just save Tang Shiyun; more importantly, all the other poisoned victims could be treated. As long as everyone ca through safely, the organizers of the Martial Arts Tournant would have much less responsibility, and their reputation could also be preserved.
"Hong, I’m going to have to trouble you in a bit."
"Don’t say that. As long as Shiyun is alright, I’m willing to do anything."
Before long, the ambulances from the hospital arrived and transported all the poisoned victims to the hospital. Ling Chen had originally wanted to accompany Tang Shiyun to the hospital, but there were still other matters he needed to handle, so he had no choice but to stay.
Back at the main command center, the dead staff mbers had already been carried out. Jiang Yunkai and several security personnel were cleaning the bloodstains on the floor.
After exchanging a few words with Jiang Yunkai, Ling Chen went straight to the lounge. At this mont, there were four middle-aged n tied up with ropes in the lounge. Su i, Du Kang, Tong Zhentian and a group of experts were all present.
"Ling Chen, you ca at the right ti," Su i said. "How do you think we should deal with these people?"
"A life for a life. If we don’t kill them, who’s going to answer for the dead?"
Su i nodded. "Alright, I’ll arrange for them to be sent to the Heavenly chanism Pavilion later."
"Don’t!" At this mont, one of the middle-aged n said anxiously, "You promised before that you would leave a way out."
Ling Chen swept him with a cold glance. "Before is before, now is now. Don’t you have to answer for those more than twenty lives?"
"I... I can trade information. Anything I know, I’ll tell you."
"It’s too late to say that now. Besides, I’m not interested in your information." With that, Ling Chen waved his hand, signaling Su i to have them all taken away.
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