Hua Lao then carefully removed the pus from the vessel with tweezers and placed it in a cardboard box.

"Huh? Something's not right with these pustules. They've become a bit shriveled. Are they eating them up?"

"What??"

The commotion at Hua Lao's place caused Hua Tuo, Dong Gan, and Zhang Zhongjing to pause in their tracks.

They all got up and came over to take a look. Sure enough, just as Hua Lao had said, the pustules were covered with mold, and the pustules had indeed dried up and shrunk a lot, just like a wound healing and scabbing over.

Seeing this, Dong Gan couldn't help but say, "I seem to remember seeing something like this in a folk remedy book. Someone used mold to apply to wounds to speed up the healing process!"

"real?"

Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing asked in unison, their eyes fixed on Dong Gan.

Dong Gan said somewhat uncertainly, "It should be, but it was just a folk remedy, so I didn't pay attention at the time!"

Hua Tuo said, "Whether it's true or not, we'll know once we try!"

"Yuanhua is right!"

Zhang Zhongjing, who was standing to the side, also nodded.

Hua Tuo looked at Hua Lao and said urgently, "Quickly, go and fetch the utensils!"

"Oh, yes, dear teacher!"

Soon, Hua Tuo brought out the vessel, and under the tense gaze of Zhang Zhongjing and Dong Gan, Hua Tuo gently separated the mold and pus.

After the separation was completed, the group realized that the areas where the mold had adhered were significantly drier than other areas.

"Quick, write it down!"

"Oh, okay, dear teacher!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Lao quickly grabbed paper and pen and waited to the side.

Hua Tuo then described the color of the mold and the shape of the abscess before and after, which Hua Lao recorded verbatim.

After recording the information, the group stared at the sore again for a closer look, and even took out the sore they had just scraped off earlier for comparison. They found that there were indeed some obvious differences.

"Could mold possibly devour and absorb those pustules?" the group wondered to themselves.

"Yuanhua, if it's true, this is an incredible discovery!"

Zhang Zhongjing couldn't help but speak up, while Dong Gan, standing beside him, looked excitedly at the mold that had been separated into the container.

Whether it will work or not, we'll have to try to find out!

Hua Tuo could not hide the excitement in his eyes as he turned to look at the little pig.

“Yuanhua, even if this substance can devour and eliminate pustules, is it inappropriate to apply it directly? Even medicinal herbs must be soaked and boiled before consumption! Using it rashly could lead to unexpected consequences.” Dong Gan looked at Hua Tuo with some doubt.

Zhang Zhongjing, however, had a different opinion: "That's true, but we have no idea how to prepare and refine mold. We should only spend our time researching whether it can suppress boils!"

Dong Gan nodded in agreement. That made sense. Moreover, the emperor was emphasizing frugality at the time, and experiments were extremely costly, especially things like mold, which required a lot of food to grow.

It would be inappropriate to make such a wasteful move based solely on the guesses of a few people.

Hua Tuo nodded, "Not bad!"

Soon, Hua Tuo removed the bandage from the pig's wound again, covered the moldy area with the bandage, and then bandaged it.

"Phew~ Alright, we'll see if it works tomorrow." After bandaging, Hua Tuo let out a soft breath.

Zhang Zhongjing and Dong Gan nodded, took a deep look at the piglet lying in the cage, and then returned to their respective workbenches to prepare the new medicine.

The group did not stop their work because of the mold. If they could really develop a new drug, they would have another option.

It wasn't until sunset that the group stopped their work. They looked at the piglets in the cage and, finding nothing unusual, felt slightly relieved.

After leaving the research institute, Hua Tuo looked at Hua Lao and said, "Go and find a few students to look after that piglet. If anything happens, notify your master immediately!"

Hua Lao nodded, "Don't worry, my dear teacher!"

Hua Tuo and the others then returned to their lodgings to rest. Developing new medicines was extremely taxing on their energy, and they needed to rest properly, otherwise they would be unable to continue their work the next day.

The next day, as dawn was breaking, Hua Lao and several disciples were also drowsy while guarding the research institute.

"Go check on that piglet."

Hua Lao looked at one of the students, who nodded and went to the cage. He noticed that the pig's chest was rising and falling much less.

Startled, I quickly put my finger to the pig's nose and felt that the pig's breathing was intermittent and seemed unsteady.

The student quickly turned to Hua Lao and said urgently, "Senior brother, come quick! Something's happened!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Hua Lao, who was almost asleep, was startled by his junior brother's noise and rushed over to check on the pig.

"how so?"

When Hua Lao noticed that the pig's breath was weak, its pupils were dilated, and its body temperature was dropping, his brows furrowed deeply. These were clearly signs of impending death!

"You all stay here and keep watch, I'm going to find my mentor!"

Hua Lao gave an order and hurriedly left the research institute, running towards Hua Tuo's residence.

At this moment, Hua Tuo had also gotten up, changed his clothes, and just stepped out of his room to practice his newly created physical techniques and exercise his body.

"My dear teacher! My dear teacher, something terrible has happened!"

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