"What!"
A look of shock flashed in Shentu Shan's eyes, and his body trembled slightly. "This poison... it's that stubborn? Does this mean... does this mean everyone is doomed to die, their bodies rotting away?!"
"Patriarch, I'm afraid... that outcome is truly unavoidable..." The chief physician's face was deathly pale, his eyes betraying a deep anxiety.
He had practiced medicine for over thirty years, but he had never encountered such a difficult allergic reaction!
Shentu Shan was deeply unsettled. He slowly raised a hand to light a cigarette. 'Do I really have to go to Jishan Hall in Jizhou,' he thought, 'and spend five hundred thousand on a single packet of antidote just to see if it works?'
Right now, the only known people who had used the Anti-aging Gel, aside from the few in the operating rooms, were the two hundred models from the recent event.
Two hundred people meant two hundred families.
He considered the worst-case scenario.
