An ominous glint flashed across Baby Zetty's eyes, and those innocent eyes were instantly bloodshot. She said viciously, "Mr. Boye won’t blame me for this. Because she taught me that if a healer wants to save others, they must first learn to cherish life. If a healer wants to help the world, they must first be able to cultivate virtue. If I die here today, even though it’s unfortunate for the Boyes' bloodline, each generation o f the Boye faction has lived so openly and in an upright manner. I think this is the spirit of the Boyes’ existence. Our family's eternal glory will never be forgotten.”
The living fossil squinted his dry pupils, pondering the implied meaning behind Baby Zetty's words.
Baby Zetty continued, "Although you have many schools of poison doctors, your sect has deviated from the original sense of being a doctor. One day, your people will disappear as well. As the originator of poison doctors, you’ll only be spat on and cursed at. Your name will go down in history as a byword for infamy."
The living fossil’s footsteps halted suddenly. He closed his eyes and seemed to be lost in thought. After quite some time, he opened his eyes and said to Rozette, "Your mouth truly is ferocious, Rozette. How
about this? I’ll give you a chance. If you can cure my unmentionable illness within three days and let me die with dignity, I'll die in front of you. If... you can’t heal me, then you'll be the one who'll die in three days.”
After the living fossil finished his words, he staggered to the medicine cabinet and knocked all the potions to the ground.
The strange smell in the air slowly disappeared, and Baby Zetty gradually regained her senses.
Baby Zetty said, "Then please tell me, what’s your hidden illness?”
The living fossil slowly took off his clothes. Baby Zetty initially wanted to turn her head away, but her duty as a healer made her endure the disgust she felt.
When the living fossil took off his shirt, Baby Zetty saw the blisters growing all over his body.
She instantly understood what disease he had. It turned out to be-AIDS!
The living fossil said bitterly, "I had this ailment since I was a young lad. I’ve controlled it for many years, but I just can't seem to cure it."
"How many years has it been?” Baby Zetty asked.
The living fossil said, "This? This was passed to me by my mister."
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