Twenty-Three's words were blunt and hurtful.
The young man named Abao had long since reached the terminal stage of his illness.
He was merely clinging to life in the hospital.
Zhou Zhi's gaze swept over Abao's mother beside him. There was a trace of hope in her eyes.
To others, finding such a young Plague Exterminator was already an act of grasping at straws, but Zhou Zhi knew that so long as there was even a sliver of hope, Abao's mother would be willing to try.
The Immortality Tree was the source of all cancers.
But the young man before him was not even qualified to lay eyes on the Immortality Tree.
He had simply gotten cancer and was going to die. Nothing more.
"As a doctor, I can't guarantee anything."
Zhou Zhi spoke softly. "But... Abao's illness still has a chance of being cured."
He said this to Abao's mother in front of Abao.
The nurse in charge of Abao looked up at the handsome young man, then shook her head slightly.
Abao's eyes lit up. "I can get better?"
"Big brother, I can survive, right?"
"My classmates at school are still waiting for me to go back."
Zhou Zhi looked at Abao calmly. "You can. Plague Exterminators exist to drive out pestilence."
Twenty-Three seemed to want to say something in his mind, but she did not.
Zhou Zhi raised a hand, spiritual power flickering faintly.
[Plague Extermination Art: Autologous Stem Cell Directed Differentiation]
"You'll get better."
Zhou Zhi looked at Abao's face and said it once more.
Then, together with Abao's mother, he left the ward.
In a corner.
Zhou Zhi said something to Abao's mother.
Abao's mother remained silent for a long time.
Then she raised her head and smiled again.
When they left the