Chapter 85: Drinking Poison to Quench Thirst
"Don't worry, I'm fine, Uncle Li. Since the Bichon's blood is effective again, can it be used on Shiwei now?!"
Liao Qiqi was reminded by Li Jitu's words. She looked at the animal blood in the test tube with burning eyes, and her complexion looked much better than before.
If Bichon Frise's blood could cure the second prince of the empire, Huo Qi Rex, of his genetic breakdown disorder, it would surely cure Shi Wei's as well. Once Shi Wei's genetic breakdown disorder was completely cured, her personality would no longer be extreme, returning to her original gentle, generous, cheerful, and confident self. Thinking of this, she couldn't wait to give the blood to Shi Wei.
Liao Qiqi had never seen the secretary, but had only heard the ancient family rumors. Therefore, she knew that Bichon blood was the only way to cure gene collapse syndrome, but she didn't know that relying solely on the blood of a Bichon cub like Meng Meng to completely cure gene collapse syndrome was simply a fantasy.
"Hmph!!!" Mu Jiao looked at Liao Qiqi's expression as she placed high hopes on Mengmeng's blood and her anxious tone as she couldn't wait to make Yin Shiwei drink the blood. She rolled her almond-shaped eyes and snorted coldly. She wanted to take back the little understanding she had just shown Liao Qiqi.
Liao Qiqi: “…”
The sound made by Mu Jiao was not small, which immediately pulled Liao Qiqi back from her passionate thoughts. Hearing Mu Jiao's cold snort, the joy on Liao Qiqi's face instantly faded. She touched her hair awkwardly, glanced at Mu Jiao who was unhappy, pretended to clear her throat and stepped aside.
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Smallpox is a highly contagious disease caused by the variola virus. The term "smallpox" was not unfamiliar to Mu Jiao in her previous life. It was an ancient and highly fatal infectious disease, highly contagious and severe, and even those who had never been exposed to smallpox were generally susceptible.
Mu Jiao sighed at the generally strong physiques of interstellar humans, then thought of her own mediocre physique that could only wear protective clothing, and felt depressed...
Under the tense gaze of the crowd, tubes of crimson animal blood were poured into Yin Shiwei's mouth by Li Jitu's hands. Unfortunately, the woman who had swallowed the blood on the bed was still unconscious and could not give the crowd any reaction.
As a high-level light healer, Li Jitu was not only able to treat patients but also use his innate ability to assess the physical condition of the injured. He was considered a leader in this area. However, after giving Yin Shiwei her blood, he repeatedly examined her but could not detect any change in her condition. After another fruitless examination, Li Jitu sighed and retracted the white light he had released.
"Uncle Li, how is Shiwei?" Liao Qiqi saw that Li Jitu looked confused and was afraid that there was something wrong, so she quickly came up to him and asked, with a bit of nervousness in her expression.
"I can't see anything. More than half an hour has passed since I fed him the blood, and Shiwei is still asleep. His condition hasn't relapsed. This means... the Bichon's blood must be effective."
After Liao Jitu finished speaking, he continued to the assistants beside him: "You must carefully record the data of this treatment. This data is very valuable and there must be no mistakes."
"Yes, teacher." Several assistants answered in unison. They were all the teacher's closed disciples. They knew better than anyone how valuable the data from this treatment was, so they naturally did not dare to slack off.
Looking at the earnest yet tinged with excitement on the faces of his students, Li Jitu sighed. Once upon a time, he too had been filled with passion and confidence, believing he could conquer "gene collapse syndrome," a disease that had plagued humanity for tens of thousands of years, on his own! Now, half buried, he still hadn't found the solution.
Could it be that "gene collapse disorder" was, as the rumors circulated, "a curse from heaven on humanity"? Li Jitu didn't want to believe it, but he feared he wouldn't see the disease conquered in his lifetime.
As one of the best masters of light therapy in the interstellar world, it is not difficult for Li Jitu to explore the physical condition of patients with gene collapse syndrome. The difficult part is that he has already vaguely sensed that although he can use his light talent to explore the physical condition of patients with gene collapse syndrome, there seems to be always something between them. Li Jitu can feel it, but he doesn't know how to express it. In short, without the right method, light therapy seems to be a way of drinking poison to quench thirst for patients with gene collapse syndrome.
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