Zhang Wentian shamelessly grabbed Wang Yang's arm and pouted, coquettishly saying.,Qin Chuan, already withered and emaciated, was covered with all sorts of pipes. Beside him stood a few people, including a middle-aged couple. Although both wore anxious expressions on their faces, Qin Chuan saw through their feigned worry to the cruelty lurking beneath.,Without removing this poison, Qin Chuan may not have lived to see today. We must use silver needles to extract the poison! And we must act quickly!。