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The voice was very soft, almost like talking to oneself, but the teachers and officers, with their sharp ears, heard it immediately.

"Cigarettes? What cigarettes? Does he want to smoke?"

The teacher was speechless.

What time is it? Still thinking about smoking? You're about to die.

Ling Wenchen stepped forward, took Qi Lao's hand, and whispered in his ear,

"Mr. Qi, Yu Yan needs your help. You must wake up. Only you can wake her now."

Although unwilling, the only solution to the current difficulties was to seek help from Professor Qi, a pharmacy specialist.

This is the best opportunity to wipe out all those behind the scenes who used the new drug to create so many battles.

Old Qi seemed to have heard him, for his murmured words stopped abruptly, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

The teacher and the dean looked at each other, completely bewildered.

"What did you say to Elder Qi? Why did he suddenly stop talking? Is there something wrong?" the division commander asked worriedly.

He was worried that there might be some hidden health problems with Old Qi.

Ling Wenchen looked at the dean and said, "Please examine Elder Qi."

After carefully checking the results several times, the dean couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

It really is a half-finished antidote.

"Old Qi's health is slowly recovering, and he should wake up soon."

"That bottle is indeed the antidote for the Soul-Destroying Powder. Although it's a semi-finished product, fortunately, the Soul-Destroying Powder they developed was also a semi-finished product."

Old Qi didn't keep them waiting for long.

An hour and a half later, Mr. Qi finally regained consciousness.

The first thing he said when he opened his eyes was whether his apprentice was alright.

One sentence silenced everyone in the room.

Old Qi frowned, his heart tightening. He subconsciously looked at Ling Wenchen in the wheelchair.

"you say."

"Mr. Qi, I'm sorry, Comrade Yanzi—"

"You disappeared that day. The morgue you went to that day caught fire. By the time we got there to put out the fire, we found out you were missing."

"It just so happens that the head of the mechanical department was hanged in his home that day, and all the evidence points to you. They used this incident to buy time—"

Seeing Qi Laoqi panting heavily, Ling Wenchen dared not continue speaking, afraid of upsetting him.

He quickly looked at the hospital director, signaling him to immediately perform an emergency examination.

Just as the dean was about to examine him, Old Qi waved his hand to stop him.

"Tell me, what clues do you have that might lead to my apprentice?"

Jiang Yuyan was pregnant, and he couldn't imagine what terrible things might happen to her if she fell into the hands of those brutal thugs.

Ling Wenchen paused for a moment before continuing.

"Old Qi, Comrade Yanzi has been taken away by a woman named Nurse Xiaoxiao and is heading towards the cliff at the back door."

"...blah blah blah..."

After finishing speaking, Old Qi frowned. "You're saying my apprentice put a note in my pocket? Let me see it."

Ling Wenchen handed him the small note.

Old Qi unfolded it, looked at the three capital letters on it, frowned, and remained silent.

Ling Wenchen and his superiors were puzzled.

The note had only three letters on the front and nothing on the back.

Why did it take Old Qi so long to look at just one small note?

Something flashed through Ling Wenchen's mind, and he asked impatiently.

"Mr. Qi, is there any other meaning behind this little note?"

Old Qi did not answer him, but looked at his teacher.

"I had my assistant inform the division commander about the area under lockdown before. I wonder if it's still under lockdown?"

The division commander paused for a moment before realizing what he meant.

"Oh? Of course, of course. You said the morgue, clinic, and dormitories are all locked down and haven't been reopened yet. I just don't know what's going on—"

Old Qi interrupted him.

"Both corpses in the morgue had skin discoloration. I don't need to explain in detail; you know how terrifying that is, right?"

"What?! Skin patterns have appeared?"

"What? Leather flowers?"

The dean and Ling Wenchen exclaimed in shock, "When did this happen?"

Old Qi frowned. "None of you knew? Didn't I have someone inform the division commander?"

Immediately, three pairs of eyes turned to the teacher.

The division commander stiffened for a moment, then gave an awkward laugh.

"Huh? I...didn't I tell you?"

"Hehe, maybe I forgot to mention it? A lot happened today—"

The dean punched him, interrupting his sophistry, but the division commander dodged it.

Ling Wenchen ignored their playful fighting and continued to ask questions.

"Old Qi, although the blockade is in place, the clinic and military personnel have been going in and out many times, as has that nurse named Xiaoxiao, who was sent by the other side."

"Since everyone is walking from the hospital or dormitory to the back gate, does that mean the infection has already started to spread?"

If the pelts really spread and infect along the border, the problem would be far greater than an enemy attack.

If we're not careful, the border of the Dragon Kingdom could fall, or all the people on the border could be infected with the Skin Flower; the consequences would be unimaginable.

The division commander and the dean stopped fighting and were both watching him expectantly, hoping it wasn't him—

pity.

Old Qi's words were a bucket of cold water poured on them.

"Of course, only the people inside are being sealed off. You haven't quarantined any other soldiers who have entered or exited these areas. Do I need to elaborate?"

Old Qi was speechless. "Didn't I say that in addition to lockdown, we also needed quarantine? How exactly do you interpret what I said?"

The division commander: "..." He tried to shrink his tall body, attempting to reduce his presence.

But the dean still grabbed his ear and slapped him mercilessly.

Ling Wenchen noticed that although Old Qi's expression was serious, his demeanor was relaxed.

He glanced at the small note that Old Qi was holding, and his eyes flashed.

"Old Qi, do you already know how to save the skin disease?"

Upon hearing this, both the division commander and the dean paused simultaneously.

In disbelief, I saw Old Qi slowly nod, pick up the small piece of paper,

"My apprentice already told us how to save Pihua, but you didn't think of it."

The division commander and the dean shouted simultaneously, "Impossible!"

"We've read that little note inside and out. It just keeps repeating those three letters. No matter how you look at it, it just means 'soul-destroying powder'."

Old Qi said irritably, "If you can't see it from the front, can't you look at it from the back?"

Looking at it from the opposite perspective?

The three of them looked completely bewildered.

Ling Wenchen pondered,

If you look at it from the front, it's XHS; if you look at it from the back, it's SHX?

"SHX?" he murmured to himself.

"Does this mean something?"

The instructors didn't understand either; they avoided using their brains whenever possible and just did things directly.

The dean, however, kept muttering "SHX? SHX..."..

Suddenly, his eyes widened as he looked at Elder Qi.

"Does SHX represent medicinal herbs? Elder Qi, could it mean 'wet yellow snow'?"

Old Qi didn't keep them in suspense and nodded directly.

"It's wet yellow snow. Wet yellow snow is a poisonous plant, but it's the best antidote for skin flowers."

"Its toxicity neutralizes the toxicity of the bark, causing the poison to be transformed into harmful substances that are directly excreted by the human body, so there is no problem."

The dean's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh.

"Wow, that's a great idea! Why didn't we think of that?"

"No, I need to get everyone in the clinic moving quickly and get this damn skin disease out of control as soon as possible."

Just do it.

Before leaving, the dean even pulled the bewildered teachers away.

Suddenly, only Old Qi and Ling Wenchen remained in the ward.

Next second,

Old Qi's face immediately turned cold, and he looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

"Ling Wenchen, I really misjudged you."

"Knowing that Yu Yan was pregnant, you still let her be taken away?"

"Tell me, how exactly did you protect her? How can I entrust her to you like this?"

Ling Wenchen's mind went blank.

It took him a long while to find his voice.

"Old Qi, what did you say?"

"What? Yu Yan is pregnant?"

"Does she have a boyfriend?"