Qin Lang looked at the two men with icy eyes. As a decisive Immortal Venerable from another world, Qin Lang's gaze sent chills down their spines.,A slow poison! And a particularly insidious, particularly troublesome kind of slow poison!,Qin Lang then turned his head to look at the doctors who were all helpless, and said in a deep voice: "My father is still salvageable. Silver needles, quickly, give me a box of silver needles!"。