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“Wuwuwu~~~~~~”
A gust of wind blew through, rustling the treetops, producing a sound that resembled a ghostly wail, sending chills down one’s spine.
The entire Dashi Village felt as if it had been swallowed by a monster, eerily quiet and desolate.
“This isn’t good.”
Fang Daoming stood on a small hillside, gazing at the distant Dashi Village, his brow furrowed tightly. He didn’t understand the sorcery spoken of by the Ancient Sorcerer, nor did he grasp the medical knowledge, but as someone who had survived on the battlefield, he could tell that Dashi Village now resembled a battleground littered with countless dead—this was certainly not a good sign.
Beside him was Fang Miao, who nodded in agreement. “Grandpa, that’s true. The Ancient Sorcerer went alone; could there be any problems?”
According to the Ancient Sorcerer, the strange illness plaguing Dashi Village was due to a curse from sorcery, and tonight he intended to break that curse. Unexpectedly, he had insisted on going alone without anyone accompanying him.
“Hmph, in my opinion, he must have already run away.”
Zheng Ying sneered. Today was the day he had bet against the Ancient Sorcerer regarding whether he could cure the villagers’ illness. In his view, it was impossible for the Ancient Sorcerer to succeed, so how could he let this opportunity to undermine him slip away?
Especially in front of Fang Miao!
Could one really cure an undetectable illness with just a machete, some scarecrows, and torches?
“Hmph! If you can’t cure it, don’t assume others can’t either!”
No matter how one looked at it, Fang Miao found Zheng Ying utterly displeasing—people like him often had inflated self-esteem without realizing how obnoxious they appeared.
“The illness in Dashi Village is definitely a new type of virus; what’s so strange about being unable to cure it?”
Perhaps feeling anxious, Zheng Ying began to retort.
Fang Daoming paused for a moment; he had no interest in the argument between Fang Miao and Zheng Ying. What concerned him was Zheng Ying’s claim that a new virus had appeared in Dashi Village—this posed a significant problem. New things meant time would be needed for research and could potentially lead to severe consequences!
This was not what he wanted to see.
“Dr. Ruan, is that correct?”
Looking at Ruan Liren, Fang Daoming's expression was quite serious, as if he were facing hundreds of thousands of enemies.
Ruan Liren sighed, nodded, and said, "Yes, I think so too."
Reaching such a conclusion was something Ruan Liren was very reluctant to accept, but if it were not a new virus, why had he used all the testing methods and compared them with all the known virus databases without any findings?
Therefore, the most likely possibility was that the new virus appearing in Dashi Village had never been discovered before.
As a doctor, discovering a new virus could certainly "Make a Name for Oneself in History," but it was also a tragedy, as it often meant that dozens or even hundreds of people would die before an effective treatment could be developed.
Fang Miao felt heavy-hearted. Zheng Ying's words were not trustworthy, but Ruan Liren's words were entirely different; he was an expert among experts. If he thought so, then the situation in Dashi Village would likely be quite tricky!
"Did you hear that? This is not me retaliating; it's that Ancient Sorcerer who is fooling everyone! Hmph! Thinking those broken things can cure the illnesses in the village? It's like putting on a show!"
Zheng Ying looked triumphantly at Fang Miao, resembling a victorious little rooster. To be honest, she really wanted to punch that face right now.
"What are you so proud of? Just wait and see."
Feeling Fang Miao's gaze piercing like a knife, Zheng Ying felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head; she shivered and quickly regained her composure.
"This... this... I was just saying..."
Seeing Zheng Ying like this, Ruan Liren secretly shook his head. Zheng Ying had been his proud student for over a year, but it seemed her character was indeed lacking; she had no dignity whatsoever and no backbone either. A single glare from Fang Miao made her soften immediately.
"It seems I need to consider replacing her when we get back."
Ruan Liren silently made up his mind. He was a very traditional scholar who valued his students' character highly. Previously, Zheng Ying had behaved properly and was introduced by an old friend, so he took her under his wing for training. However, her performance in recent days had been too disappointing.
Zheng Ying had no idea that she had already been sentenced to "death" by Ruan Liren. If she knew, she would surely be furious enough to spit blood because Ruan Liren was a world-renowned expert in infectious diseases. Learning by his side for several years would undoubtedly be a rare opportunity that would elevate her status among peers. But now she had ruined it for herself!
"I think that's not necessarily true."
Du Quan had not spoken earlier, but now that he did, he immediately drew everyone's attention.
"Oh? What do you mean?"
Du Quan looked at Fang Daoming, smiled, and said, "Director Fang, don't forget that your illness was cured by the Ancient Sorcerer, and wasn't it true that no hospital could figure out what was wrong with you before?"
Fang Daoming was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter, saying, "Hahaha! I'm the one who experienced it, how could I have forgotten this matter?"
Du Quan smiled briefly and did not continue.
Ruan Liren's interest was piqued upon hearing this; he immediately asked, "Director Fang, what illness did you have before?"
Fang Daoming opened his mouth to speak but quickly held back, saying, "Well... it's not very convenient to discuss. However, I can assure you that if there is anyone in this world who can solve the strange illness of Dashi Village, it must be the Ancient Sorcerer."
Ruan Liren looked deeply at Fang Daoming. He didn't understand where the other's confidence came from—but there was no doubt that Fang Daoming truly believed in the Ancient Sorcerer.
More importantly, he understood that given Fang Daoming's status, making such a statement was a guarantee. If the Ancient Sorcerer couldn't deliver or cure it, the embarrassment would not only fall on the Ancient Sorcerer but also on Fang Daoming himself.
What made Fang Daoming so confident?
Ruan Liren was filled with doubts! It was just at this moment that he even forgot about how he had been persuaded by the Ancient Sorcerer during their previous conversation!
The four of them stood quietly, no one spoke. They all looked at Dashi Village under the thick night sky. It was nearly midnight, and the results were about to be revealed!
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