"It's poisoning from the stench. It's not fatal."
When Ethan Dawson heard this, his expression instantly calmed. "Master Ford, how do you counteract the poison? At first, I thought your farm was burning something. But after two days, the smell still hadn't dissipated, and several people on our farm started vomiting. That's when I realized something was wrong."
"Drinking large amounts of ice water will work as an antidote. It's best to add some mint leaves or plantain."
Ethan Dawson was taken aback. "Ice water? Are you sure?"
Evelyn Ford scoffed. "Since you don't believe me, why don't you go back and figure out an antidote yourself?"
Evelyn wouldn't allow anyone to question the antidote Ronan Kendrick had devised.
"Master Ford, you misunderstand. It's not that I don't believe you. I'm just surprised the antidote is so simple."
