72: Chapter 72 Is This the Gu?_1 72: Chapter 72 Is This the Gu?_1 “I rose from the wilds, and along the way, I witnessed humanity at its most cutthroat—each person vying and scrambling, using every trick in the book, not for fa, then for wealth.
Over ti, luring people with fa and driving them with wealth beca my second nature.”
Leonard Reid straightened up, his face a picture of sincerity, “I’ve never t soone like Mr.
Flores before, soone who regards fa and wealth as if they were dirt.
I may have caused offence before, and for that, I willingly apologize.”
Leonard Reid is indeed an old hand at survival who erged from the wilds!
With these words, he not only praised himself and apologized, but he also found the best excuse for his mistake.
It’s not that my thod was wrong, but that the people of this world are all chasing fa and fortune, focused on these things, so I use money to drive them, to enslave them.
You’re a noble soul, you’re different from them!
I treated you the way I would with common people, so I was wrong, and for that, I willingly apologize!
Since Leonard Reid had already bent over to apologize, Carson Flores naturally wouldn’t cling to the issue.
He had vented his anger, and that was enough.
The child had been afflicted with the Burning Blood Gu, and it couldn’t be delayed for too long, as complications could easily arise.
“Do you have paper and a pen?”
The secretary, Kye Stein, quickly opened a notebook and passed it with a pen to Carson.
Carson took it and swiftly wrote down a list of dicinal ingredients and their quantities, then handed it to Leonard, “These are the dicinal ingredients we’ll need.
Also, prepare a large pot for decocting the dicine, a large bathtub for soaking with a lid, and blocks of ice for the tub, a high-precision thermoter, and I’ll co over first thing in the morning.”
Leonard received the list with both hands, carefully asking, “Mr.
Flores, can my grandson’s illness be cured?”
Carson nodded, “It can be cured with just one treatnt, but, well, the process might be a bit unpleasant.”
Leonard sighed with relief, “Pain is no issue, as long as it can be cured.
I’m not afraid of suffering.”
Carson waved a hand dismissively, “Alright, you can go now.”
Leonard turned his head and reached out his hand; Kye Stein handed him a box, which Leonard then offered to Carson with both hands, “Mr.
Flores, this is a small token of my gratitude.
Please accept it.”
Carson turned and walked away, without reaching out his hand, “Let’s talk after the treatnt is successful.”
Leonard stood upright, watching Carson enter the residential complex, only then turned around and said in a deep voice, “Prepare everything imdiately, and make sure it’s ready by tonight.”
Kye Stein responded respectfully, “Yes, I’ll get right on it!”
The night passed without incident.
Carson had breakfast and then drove straight to the hotel.
The Reid family had already been waiting for so ti, and all the dicinal ingredients and equipnt Carson had requested were prepared.
Carson imdiately began the preparations, directing people to properly process the dicinal ingredients, then started to cook them, and finally yielded a pot of boiling dicinal broth.
He poured the broth into the large bathtub, placed the thermoter in, and waited for the liquid to cool to a temperature that wouldn’t scald the child before putting him in the tub.
The child imdiately started crying from the heat, but this was an inevitable part of the process, and everyone had to resist feeling heartbroken.
The dicinal broth continued to cook, and every ten minutes, Carson would add more of the liquid to the tub, maintaining a constant temperature.
The dicinal liquid gradually rose from the child’s lower legs, up the waist, step by step, reaching the chest.
Carson had one of the child’s hands subrged in the liquid, while the other was positioned on the edge of the tub, covered with a towel filled with crushed ice wrapped around the child’s other arm.
More broth was added, the towel-covered arm was slowly subrged, and eventually, only the palm remained out of the liquid and kept wrapped in the icy towel.
Seeing this, everyone vaguely understood Carson appeared to be using the hot dicinal liquid to stimulate the child’s blood vessels throughout his body, driving the parasites embedded in them slowly towards the arm.
“Bring a glass over; catch the dripping blood.”
Carson made several small cuts at the ends of the veins on the hand, and as he pressed along the veins, blood dripped out imdiately.
After repeated squeezing, Carson subrged the entire child’s arm into the scalding dicinal liquid, leaving only the cuts exposed.
Ten minutes later, he pressed the cuts again and then straightened up.
“It’s done!”
Carson bandaged the cuts and handed the child, flushed red from the heat, over to his mother: “The parasites in his body should be eradicated by now.
Even if a few remain, they won’t affect his body anymore.
The Burning Blood Gu doesn’t reproduce, and in ti, any remaining parasites should die naturally.”
“The dicinal liquid neutralizes the toxin from the Burning Blood Gu.
Having soaked for so long, most of the toxins in his blood should be neutralized.
He’s been tornted by the Burning Blood Gu before and has been through a lot today, so he’s very exhausted.
I expect he will sleep deeply for most of the day, and he should be fine when he wakes up.”
Carson turned to ask, “Do you have a magnifying glass?”
Kye Stein imdiately went to fetch a magnifying glass, but Carson did not take it and instead gestured for him to give it to Leonard.
“You can see for yourself.”
Leonard took the magnifying glass, tilted the glass cup to look, and his eyes suddenly widened, a shiver ran through him and goosebumps covered his body.
Under the magnifying glass, within the pale-red blood, tiny insects could be seen crawling about at the bottom of the glass.
These little insects resembled ladybugs but had a pair of sharp, knife-like pincers.
Even with his tough deanor, Leonard couldn’t help feeling a chill.
At this point, Leonard completely believed what Carson had said—his grandson had truly been cursed!
Raphael Schneider had been observing silently the whole ti and now couldn’t resist speaking up, “Mr.
Reid, may I take a look?”
Leonard turned his head and glanced at Raphael before handing him the cup and magnifying glass.
After looking, Raphael’s expression changed dramatically as he murmured, “Is this Gu?”
Carson explained, “What you said the other day wasn’t wrong.
Gu is indeed a type of venomous parasite, it’s just that the Burning Blood Gu is particularly small and difficult to guard against.”
Leonard’s face turned ashen as he respectfully asked for advice, “Mr.
Flores, what conditions are needed to afflict soone with this kind of Burning Blood Gu?”
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