After Tuski's explanation, Werther more or less understood.
What "Beast Madness"? Wasn't this just rabies from his previous life? Judging by Bonney's condition, she had already reached the most severe stage.
"So she's as good as dead?"
Life and death were matters of fate. Werther had already made an exception by trying to save Bonney. If she couldn't be cured, he might as well give her a quick death rather than let her die like an animal in some filthy, stinking ditch.
"If I were there, Beast Madness would be easy to cure."
To Tuski, who treated Absolute illnesses as casually as colds, there was no such thing as an incurable disease.
Werther suspected that Tuski could even cure cancer or other deadly diseases from his previous life without much trouble.
"But from what Al described, that woman's symptoms are unusually severe. Even her canine teeth have begun to protrude. It might be an ability used by some feline or canine Zoan Devil Fruit user. I don't know whether Seastone will work, but if she regains her senses, the No. 7 Antidote can counteract the toxin."
Tuski had given Werther a way forward, and he had the No. 7 Antidote in his Pocket Watch.
"I'll try it in a bit. But Tuski, where are you now? How much longer until you're back in the New World?"
Tuski was silent for a moment.
"Al, I only recently entered the Grand Line. I'm on an island suffering from a plague right now. Once I've dealt with the problem here, I'll keep going. I should be back in the New World in about a year."
There was no doubt that Tuski's adventures along the way would be nothing like Werther's. Tuski might save tens of thousands, perhaps even hundreds of thousands, of lives.