Ding Hui was still speaking, but Fang Yu was already starting to feel dizzy.
If it was a long discussion about his own Bloodline Spirit or Demon Body, Fang Yu might have listened carefully.
But under the current circumstances, Fang Yu really couldnât focus.
However, when he looked down, he found that Ding Hui had indeed made numerous attempts. On the ground, at some point, there were many dead insect eggs, all of them cracked, with a semi-transparent white liquid oozing out.
"Divine Doctor Ding!"
Knock, knock, knock!
Just then, Song Zhenrongâs knocking sound came.
"Come in."
The door opened, and it turned out that the second batch of materials had arrived.
Some of the medicinal materials Ding Hui needed were quite common, while others were extremely rare, even bizarre.
For Song Zhenrong to gather the materials so quickly, he must have some connections and abilities.
He is considered one of the representatives who mixes quite well in Thunder City.
As Fang Yu was thinking this, Song Zhenrong brought in the materials, but he couldnât help turning his face away, unable to stay long in the room. His eyes were moist, with faint tears shimmering.
It seems true sibling bonds, unable to bear seeing his sister suffer.
Song Zhenrong exited and said at the door.
"Divine Doctor Ding, there are still some medicinal materials that are difficult to find. Please wait a little while longer. I will definitely get them by sunset!"
After saying this, without waiting for Ding Huiâs response, Song Zhenrong left.
He is probably preparing to personally request help.
In the room, Fang Yu asked curiously, "Are those unconventional medicinal materials really necessary?"
Ding Hui looked at him strangely.
Because Fang Yu seldom asked such questions, it was like he never intruded in professional matters.
Stopping his actions, tilting his head and thinking for a moment, Ding Hui said, "Whether they are necessary or not is not certain. Itâs just that having more varieties of materials with similar properties is naturally better, more complete, enabling us to test more drug reactions, toxic reactions. Maybe some unconventional material is the best cure. Of course, if Song Zhenrong doesnât have the capability to procure those materials, it means giving up a potential chance for a possibly better treatment outcome..."
Ding Hui was still speaking, when suddenly Song Xi couldnât hold back.
"My brother will get it! He definitely will get the materials! He cares about me the most! He will find a way!! Divine Doctor Ding, you must cure me! Money is not an issue! The materials are not an issue! My brother will definitely find a way!!"
Goodness, even with her body full of wounds, she could speak with a sweat-soaked headâtruly a display of strong willpower.
Fang Yu was thinking this, when Ding Hui sternly said.
"Shut up! Speak less! When you speak, it accelerates the loss of fats in your body. You donât feel much pain now because your fats are in an emergency state blocking your pain feedback. Even when injured, you can exert your best combat ability. But this is not combat, wasting fats equals wasting the best anesthetic method. Once the fats are depleted, your willpower may not support my upcoming treatment methods."
"Additionally, the fats in your body are also a crucial component of the treatment process. These fats can react with the drugs, which is my current main treatment approach. So, if the fats are completely depleted, my prepared treatment plan would essentially be ineffective, and at that time, maybe even I would be powerless."
Having experienced mutation, Song Xiâs biggest fear now is not being able to restore her appearance.
Therefore, once threatened by Ding Hui, she instantly became obedient.
In some sense, Song Xi was still considered obedient.
Because some peopleâs characters, even if saved by Ding Huiâs efforts, would blame the ugliness caused by their condition on Ding Hui, the kind of ungrateful actions are not uncommon, even more extreme, not mentioning the life-saving grace, only resentment and hatred.
Someone like Song Xi, who didnât cause trouble, didnât say it was all Ding Huiâs fault for her becoming like this, wanted to kill Ding Hui or anything like that, was already considered a commendable patient with good morals...
Fang Yu watched the disgusting pus and oil with curiosity.
"This stuff, is it really that important?" Fang Yu murmured softly.
The stuff looked disgusting, but unexpectedly, the effect was also quite strong, comparable to adrenalines with sustained bursts, forever maintaining the strongest combat condition.
But the next second, Ding Huiâs voice appeared in Fang Yuâs mind.
"Important, of course, itâs important, but not as much as I said. Even if they are drained, I have ways to deal with it. Itâs purely to scare her into behaving. By the way, find a container, collect this stuff, itâs not simple. It has far more effects than what I just mentioned. Iâm planning to take it back for some study; maybe it could help in stopping the demonization from getting out of control. Hmm... if only there were volunteers already out of control by demonization, itâd be even better..."
Fang Yu:!!!
You damn, you want to take such a gross thing back...
Thinking about it, but it was Ding Hui, sheâs seen even grosser demon materials. From her perspective, probably treats Song Xi as more of a humanoid demon.
Silently helping Ding Hui continue with the task, Song Zhenrong later returned a couple of times, although looking exhausted and busy, he still managed to gather all the materials Ding Hui wanted.
But...
Ding Hui requested new materials again.
This time, it was still demon materials, giving Song Zhenrong a headache.
But after a glance at his gradually slimmed-down sister, who was slightly starting to look human with blood all over but seemingly healthier, he gritted his teeth and went out again.
"Why do you want the meat of the Pig Demon? Specifically, the meat from the abdominal section of the pig demon, itâs hard to find."
Fang Yu said softly.
Ding Hui directly replied in Fang Yuâs mind.
"Never said it had to be Pig Demon meat, any pig demonâs flesh will do, doesnât have to be abdominal meat. Itâs just preferable for that location. As for the use... do you notice the insect eggs I took out, are they starting to lose vitality?"
Turning his head, Fang Yu saw Ding Hui had taken out insect eggs, along with flesh, seven to eight large pieces.
All sizes, and even placed in different storage environments.
Some meat was placed in water, some clamped and slowly roasted over candle flames, some bottled up with pills emitting cold sealed inside, while others were exposed entirely to the air without any particular precautions.
"You want... to let the insect eggs relocate?"
"You figured it out!"
Ding Hui looked approvingly at Fang Yu, then continued carefully embedding a medicine pill into Song Xiâs large belly.
As soon as the medicine pill was embedded, it began violently shaking, causing the surrounding insect eggs to resonate, growing numerous tiny tentacles, crawling around within the insect eggs.
"What kind of medicine pill is this?"
Fang Yu asked curiously.
"Havenât decided on the name yet, just extracted the pheromones from insect eggs, refined the life liquid from the dead insect eggs, and added some drug reactions. Remember the rebel armyâs insect handler before? Iâm trying to incorporate his technique since insect eggs are insects after all~"
Fang Yu was speechless, some of Ding Huiâs ideas were really beyond him.
Additionally, so quickly mastering the insect eggsâ information and applying it, shows that in terms of medical skill, Ding Hui is indeed a genius among geniuses, a genius among geniuses.
Others, in the same timeframe, might just be enough to stare dazedly at the insect eggs, not to mention formulating any treatment plan.
"The insect eggs on her body are in the early stage, not yet developed. Those burrowing into her body, taking root significantly, even replacing her organs, are the real trouble. Itâs foreseeable that if I donât intervene, this womanâs organs all over her body will soon be replaced by developed Insect Demons. For instance, her tongue wonât be a human tongue anymore but a crawling insect. Her respiratory organs wonât be human lungs anymore but a bloated insect belly."
"Carefully think, itâll be interesting and very valuable for research, just a pity..."
Ding Huiâs eyes were full of regret, making Fang Yu even feel, she wished to preserve the mutated insect eggs, maybe even wanting to replicate the phenomenon on others...
Imagining all a personâs organs turning into live insects made Fang Yu sick to his stomach.
Can that still be called a person? An insect-person? A human-insect? A human-insect demon?