Just as Zhen Jinghan was about to say sothing, a shocking scene unfolded.
The five snakes slithering near the washbasin started crawling into it, then subrged in the black blood, writhing inside as if both in pain and strangely excited.
"Ding-dang, ding-dang, ding-dang..."
As the five snakes entered, the basin began to shake left and right, creating a constant, irritating noise.
"Look! The blood in the basin is decreasing."
The young girl pointed at the "blood basin" on the ground and exclaid.
Xiao Feng and the others also noticed this, as the blood in the basin initially covered the snakes' bodies but was now exposed, and the remaining black blood kept decreasing at a visible pace.
"Could these snakes be directly poisoned to death?" Lu Yao said in confusion.
"I don't think so." Xiao Feng contemplated, "Old Zhao once said that the snakes he raises are specifically fed various poisons and are not that easy to die."
While speaking, the black blood in the basin had already dried up.
The five snakes flicked their tongues, producing a "hissing" sound, with traces of blood sliding from their heads, looking ferocious.
After a while, Zhen Jinghan regained her composure from the shock and looked at Sun Shijie, asking, "Doctor Sun, what was the thod you ntioned earlier?"
"It's these snakes," Sun Shijie explained. "These snakes drank the poisonous blood and are still alive and kicking, indicating an extrely high antidote resistance. They have been ticulously fed. Extracting their gallbladders and using poison to fight poison might have miraculous effects."
Xiao Feng felt sowhat powerless as he complained. Generally, traditional dicine emphasizes nurturing slowly, following a more conservative approach.
But with Sun Shijie, this principle seed reversed.
His suggestion to Lin Jiaxuan was "destruction leads to establishnt," needing muscle and bone breakage first to treat developntal halt symptoms.
And now with Zhao Guo'an, he straightforwardly proposed "using poison to fight poison," with the prior disclair that it may not necessarily work.
This inevitably made people suspect that the old man's approach was treating any illness, whether minor or major, with life-and-death odds.
If it heals, it's luck.
If it doesn't, it's fate, an inevitable calamity.
"If using poison to fight poison doesn't work..." Zhen Jinghan hesitated.
Sun Shijie stated directly, "Then it's poison upon poison, and he will die instantly."
At that mont, the entire place fell silent.
Unlike before when stung by a scorpion in the cave, this ti Xiao Feng and the others didn't need to be conflicted, as the decision was now Zhen Jinghan's.
"If we don't use poison to fight poison, what will happen?" Zhen Jinghan asked.
After so contemplation, Sun Shijie replied, "He won't live past three months, because the part of the poison within him that can't be expelled will continue to cause damage to his body.
At present, in at most three hours, irreversible damage will occur.
And three hours later, even if using poison to fight poison can cure his poison, the harm to his body can't be repaired with dication.
Therefore, the sooner you make a decision, the better!"
Zhen Jinghan shuddered, unable to speak for a long ti.
Xiao Feng and the others remained silent, quietly waiting for her to make a decision.
Thinking about it, if such a thing happened to anyone else, they'd probably be as torn as Zhen Jinghan.
Consuming snake gall to use poison to fight poison might cause Zhao Guo'an to die instantly, but without it, he'd still die in three months.
Under such conditions, who can make an imdiate choice?
After a long while, Zhen Jinghan gritted her teeth, "Let him eat the snake gall!"
As soon as she said this, her legs gave way and she nearly collapsed onto the ground.
However, Lin Zhiyan, quick-eyed and nimble behind her, stepped forward and caught her.
"Maybe I... truly am a person of misfortune." Zhen Jinghan said sadly, tears streaming down.
Before this, she almost truly believed that the "curse" upon herself was broken and that a happy and beautiful life was about to greet her.
But at this mont, Zhen Jinghan suddenly wanted to laugh.
She was, after all, too naive!
The young girl patted her shoulder and consoled, "Jinghan, don't think like this, Old Zhao always seed to encounter things that ordinary people wouldn't experience at all before eting you.
For instance, when we ca by bus, Old Zhao went to the washroom and was directly flung to the bus roof, naked and watched by others.
And in the cave, while none of us got hurt, he sohow got stung by a scorpion..."
Talking about it, tears welled up from the young girl.
Old Zhao went through so many ordeals, yet he lived with an optimistic and resilient attitude, the true spirit of a warrior!
At this point, Sun Shijie looked at Xiao Feng, "Leave the gallbladder extraction to you youngsters."
"…" Xiao Feng.
He was speechless, but ultimately, he couldn't watch as Old Zhao's life started a countdown.
Fetching a rolling pin from the kitchen, Xiao Feng randomly picked one as the target and began searching for its 'seven-inch' spot.
Strike a snake at seven inches, a well-known saying.
Literally speaking, it ans to count a seven-inch distance from the snake's head downward.
But actually, the seven-inch concept is vague because a snake's length and size affect judgnt.
Accurately speaking, it refers to the snake's heart.
That's why Xiao Feng picked a rolling pin, as its striking surface was wider than a wooden stick, offering a higher margin of error.
About half a minute later, Xiao Feng's eyes focused, and he swung the rolling pin at one snake.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the snake hit by the rolling pin flew toward the door, then fell to the ground, motionless.
The other four snakes scattered and fled, following an animal's survival instinct, unrelated to their training.
However, despite escaping in ti, Lin Jiaxuan and Lin Zhiyan managed to catch them, tossing them into plastic bags.
"Should it be cooked or stir-fried or sothing?" Xiao Feng asked, holding the sticky snake gall.
Sun Shijie replied, "No, just eat it raw."
The young girl watching Zhao Guo'an consuming the bitter gall silently decided that if Old Zhao could endure this test, she'd treat him better in the future.
Not out of pity, but because she couldn't imagine when or how he'd die.
This sounded harsh but it was true.
Finally, after sending in the snake gall, Zhao Guo'an soon reacted.
"Vomiting!"
A large pile of vomit sprayed from his mouth, with much black blood mixed in, yet he remained in a coma.
"How is it?" Zhen Jinghan, filled with tension, looked at Sun Shijie, her heart in her throat, fearing a bad outco.
After observing for a while, Sun Shijie sighed, "The specific situation needs to wait until he finishes vomiting. I'll check his pulse later to confirm. But for now, it seems to be working."
Xiao Feng suddenly asked, "Once he wakes, will he gain any benefits, like being Immune to Hundred Poisons or sothing?"
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