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On the fourth day, a doctor began to heat up, and soon, red spots appeared on his body.

The pimple really broke out!

The moment the news came out, the Temple of Supreme Spirit immediately became nervous.

Because the words of Zhan Xiaolou were not hidden from anyone, the family members of those patients soon found out.

Some of them even ran over boldly and looked at the doctors who were lying on the bed through the window.

"It really is the acne attack. I saw the pimples on their arms."

"The Battle Doctor said that they couldn't be given medicine. He said that they had to rely on themselves to heal. That way, they wouldn't be attacked by pimples in the future."

"This is too terrifying. How could they dare to do such a thing?"

"That's right. Not only is Doctor Zhan not afraid at all, he even found pimples on the bodies of those doctors. He even said that these are all precious treasures and collected them one by one."

These words caused everyone to feel a chill run down their spines.

Who would treat a pimple as a treasure? It made one's entire body go numb.

Zhan Xiaolou pointed at a pimple on a doctor's body and earnestly explained to the surrounding doctors.

"Not every pox can be made into a vaccinia... Look at this, this won't do … This... "This one can …"

The doctors standing by the bed watched Zhan Xiaolou walk back and forth with a file in one hand and a gold needle in the other. Their serious and attentive gazes fell on some of the pimples that had formed into scabs.

The golden needle stopped on a pimple, and Zhan Xiaolou revealed a smile.

"Look at this, this is the best vaccinia, its luster is the color of wax, and it's fat and thick."

As she spoke, the file in her other hand swiftly reached over and quickly filed the scabbed pimples out, then she put it into the copper tube.

"You see, this is the way to collect the pox seeds. When you collect them, you must also look for such a method."

The doctors surrounding Zhan Xiaolou had a somewhat complicated expression on their faces. A few of them even had beads of sweat dripping down their foreheads.

The person on the bed was still unconscious, so they didn't know how he was. They really couldn't take the things on the patient's body and start studying them as if they were medicinal herbs.

"Doctor Zhan, they? They have been in a coma for quite a few days, how is it? " a doctor asked.

Zhan Xiaolou looked at the doctor who was lying unconscious on the bed.

"It's fine, it's going to be fine soon." "No," she said.

How long will it be?

As night fell, another day passed.

Zhan Xiaolou rubbed his shoulder and stretched his neck. Then, he walked out of the sickroom with a box filled with copper tubes filled with fresh pimples.

The lamplight of the Supreme Spirit Temple had already been lit. Compared to before, this place seemed even more lonely and lonely. However, the crying sounds here were a lot quieter now.

"Lou, are we going to grind these to dust?" Anan asked.

Zhan Xiaolou nodded.

"Right, let's continue."

Anan followed behind Zhan Xiaolou. As he watched her back, he couldn't help but smile.

Battling Little Lou was a very good person, but … It was truly a pity that she and Young Master Jing weren't fated.

The next day, the horizon revealed the white of a fish's belly.

Daybreak had arrived.

A doctor who was sleeping on a chair suddenly nodded his head and threw himself forward, nearly falling to the ground. At the same time, he woke up from his stupor.

The room was already lit up and he bounced up from his chair.

The sun had already risen?

The doctor rubbed his eyes. Zhan Xiaolou told her to stay by the patient's bed and not fall asleep. She said last night that she had slept for so long after sleeping for a short period of time.