Xiao Tian observed very carefully. When Ozawa Miwa and Mei Huizi were talking, purple patterns resembling plant stems faintly appeared on her face. This happened three times in total, with a five-minute interval between each occurrence. If his estimation was correct, the next appearance should be in thirty seconds.
Confident in his judgment, Xiao Tian started silently counting down in his heart. If Ozawa Miwa's condition matched his guess, then the situation was far from hopeless. Even if the poison couldn't be completely neutralized, it could at least be controlled within a certain range.
"Three... two... one!"
As Xiao Tian silently counted down to the last second, he indeed saw those patterns appear on Ozawa Miwa's face again. Due to her face being smeared with blood and the patterns disappearing quickly, they didn't draw much attention.
According to ancient books, this poison can be considered similar to miasma. In modern terms, it's like inhaling harmful gas.
