It all gushed out at once, a spectacular fountain spraying all over Dr. Zhang's face.
"Quick, the bandage!" Dr. Zhang hurriedly had his team bring a bandage and first wrapped up the arm wound. The blood was still pouring out, but at least it wasn't spraying anymore.
Just a second ago, Jing Shu had been wondering why the Spiritual Spring's miracle drug was ineffective. The very next second, she was starkly contradicted—and not lightly. Jing Shu couldn't help but fall into deep thought: It's not that it's ineffective, it's just that its effect only lasts for a few short minutes. Even scabs would be washed away...
Dr. Zhang shook his head and said, "Make a decision quickly. Once we finish registering, we'll start the amputations for everyone who needs one."
Amputating everyone... This just sounds terrifying, doesn't it?
