C64 Third calculation

Inside the Marquis' Mansion, Yun Zihuang looked at Feng Qingxiao seriously. "You must cure the poison tonight?"

He nodded once, his stern face cold and hard, his black eyes unfathomably deep. She said it very clearly. She hadn't confirmed that she would be able to completely detoxify him, and she couldn't be sure how effective her hurried detoxification would be tonight