Chaplin's eyes flashed with complexity while he looked at Darryl. "Five years ago, my father was bitten by a poisonous python and was in a coma for three days."

Chaplin looked at Darryl in surprise when he spoke about the past.

Chaplin had initially questioned Darryl's capability to treat his father, but Darryl's question had completely changed Chaplin's mind.

It was not easy to tell that Chase had been poisoned once before.

What?

Chase had been poisoned before?

Everyone around was struck dumb again.

"Well, that explains it!" Darryl nodded. Then, he took out a dozen silver needles and pierced them on Chase's major acupoints.

The next second, Darryl urged his internal energy into Chase's meridians through the silver needles.

Chuck! Chuck!

After a few seconds, Chase quivered slightly as black venom discharged from where the silver needles pierced.

Ah…

Chaplin was stunned.

The apothecary gaped widely in disbelief. He was extremely shocked as well as envious of