Zheng Qing is not Lord Guan Er.
He doesn't have the courage to accept the pain of scraping bones to heal poison with an unchanging expression.
So, when he realized Thomas's intentions, he immediately abandoned his previous passive approach, urging the Gem Cat to hurry out and find help, while frantically calling for the only assistance he could directly contact in his heart.
That being the tenant in his ear.
Honestly, having the Little Green Snake, an entity with a hint of an ancient being's concept, handle such a trivial matter is like using a cannon to shoot a mosquito. But now that the mosquito had crawled into his cerebral cortex, he couldn't care less.
However, no matter how he called in his heart,
The Little Green Snake remained unmoved, as if it had fallen into a deep spring laziness.
