That evening, when the sky had only just begun to darken, the excited Huahua could no longer hold itself back and urged Feng Jun to come see the patient.
"I haven't even eaten yet," Feng Jun muttered. But considering that it was eager to help the patient, he felt it should be encouraged. He quietly arrived at the little building where the patient was staying, only to find... the patient was eating.
Those were merely minor interludes. Feng Jun had no intention of interfering with Huahua's treatment. He had come quietly only to see whether this person could still be saved—if death was inevitable, it would be better to turn down the case, lest Huahua's confidence be shaken.
A Gu insect with such a great love for healing the sick and saving lives—he had no desire at all to dampen its enthusiasm.
After slipping into Phone Space to run some calculations, he discovered in astonishment that treating this man would not only require the Gray-Mist Needle Gu, but also three Foundation-Nourishing Pills. Otherwise, the patient simply would not survive.
Feng Jun felt a little pained. Lang Zhen had been a Martial Master for half his life, yet he had only ever taken one Foundation-Nourishing Pill.
When treating Yuan Lao, he had used only one Foundation-Nourishing Pill. Treating Elder Yu had taken merely two.
But on second thought, this was snatching a life back from the demon of Cancer. That was quite an achievement in itself.
So he secretly informed Huahua: it could begin. This fellow could be cured, but three Foundation-Nourishing Pills would have to be used during the process.
Huahua truly loved healing the sick and saving lives. Besides being responsible for releasing and guiding the Gu insects, it also took on the task of feeding the Foundation-Nourishing Pills—it