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Yun Shitian put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the unconscious middle-aged boatman on the bed in front of him with a cold face.

The epidemic started from his home.

From the death of his family at first, it eventually spread to the entire Lizhou City.

Now, the epidemic has enveloped Lizhou City and is showing signs of spreading to the surrounding areas.

And the family he was the source of is actually still alive.

This cannot but be said to be an absolutely problematic matter.

"Can't you check it out?" Feng Wuxin stood beside Yun Shitian, looking at the dozen or so frustrated pharmacists from Wang Tianya gathered in the room, and said in a deep voice.

The dozen or so great pharmacists looked at each other with depressed faces.

The most virtuous and respected old man among them shook his head and said: "We still can't find out, there are no toxins in his body, and he is not under control.

But we just can’t wake up, and we are unable to do anything with all our methods.”

Feng Wuxin's brows almost furrowed when he heard this. After pondering for a moment, he looked at Yun Shitian and said, "Your Majesty, it seems that we have to wait for the Holy Medicine Master to arrive."

A cold look flashed in Yun Shitian's eyes, but he didn't say anything yet.

The great pharmacist next to him said nervously: "Your Majesty, please tell me the truth. If we can find out what the cause is, we are unable to administer the medicine due to lack of ability.

In such a situation, it might be useful to call in the holy medicine men.

But now, so many of us haven't found anything at all, and the holy pharmacists are here, and I guess... I guess the situation is not much better than us."

As soon as the sound fell, a dozen great pharmacists in the room all knelt down towards Yun Shitian.

Everyone looked ashamed.

There was silence in the simple house for a moment.

"A bunch of losers." After a while, Yun Shitian's cold and murderous voice came out from between his teeth.

There were more than a dozen great pharmacists in the room, trembling all over and not daring to say a word.

"Then how did this epidemic spread?" Feng Wuxin took a few deep breaths, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and said in a deep voice.

The dozen or so great pharmacists looked at each other with expressions of shame.

They haven't figured out the source yet, so how do they know how it spread?

When Yun Shitian, who was standing in the room, saw this, he clenched his fingers tightly into fists in his sleeves.


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