Bloodshed Disaster

"The Three Heroes Gate matter had been settled, and the key figures had been dealt with too. Friend, your efficiency is truly high." Cui Tike praised Li Banfeng as he sliced open his palm.

Blood dripped into the test tube. Cui Tike shook the blood together with the medicine, then handed it to Light Bulb. The child brought Cui Tike some gauze. "You're bleeding."

Cui Tike shook his head. "Such a small wound doesn't need bandaging."

Light Bulb stood ramrod straight at the cave entrance. Seeing the medicine Cui Tike had brought, he hesitated. "It isn't bitter!" the child called out, trying to encourage him.

"Do I look like the kind of person who fears bitterness?" Light Bulb snorted. The child thought for a moment, then shouted again, "It doesn't hurt either!"

Pain and bitterness were not the point. Light Bulb simply did not want to drink Cui Tike's blood. He looked at Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng gave Light Bulb a slight nod.

Light Bulb drank the medicine. After waiting more than ten minutes, he slowly sat down on the ground.

"Have some water!" The child handed Light Bulb a bowl. Light Bulb drained it in one gulp, then sat there for another ten-plus minutes before slowly lying down. It was similar to his previous condition—a sign of improvement—but no one knew whether he could fully recover.

Even if he could not fully recover, it did not matter. At this moment, Light Bulb firmly believed he would be cured. Even if the road was somewhat winding, he believed he would survive.

Cui Tike observed Light Bulb's condition and carefully took notes. He explained his treatment approach to Li Banfeng. "I created three kinds of viruses. All three have a certain degree of aggressiveness toward fungi."

Li Banfeng recalled some biology