C177 (1/2)

The Battle Towers were busy for half a day at the Tailing Temple. Finally, in the afternoon, they got some time to eat.

Zhan Xiaolou and Hua Ruo sat at the same table.

Taking a piece of meat from Hua Ruo's bowl, Zhan Xiaolou smiled.

”Ruo'er has worked hard for the past few days, eat more.”

With a sweet smile, Hua Rui picked up another chicken leg and placed it in the small bowl.

”Lou, you are the most hardworking one. You have never had a good night's sleep since you came here. You need to eat more to be able to work.”

Zhan Xiaolou bit into a piece of meat and chuckled. ”I'll listen to Ruo'er. Ruo'er is right. Only when you've eaten your fill will you have enough strength.”

While he was eating, Dr. Feng came over.

It had been many days since then, and the children's condition had not improved at all. Several of them had even died, and now, people were beginning to doubt whether Zhan Xiaolou could treat these pimples.

Everyone said Zhan Xiaoluo didn't do his best because Cheng Xi's pimple had been cured.

But Dr. Feng knew that Zhan Xiaolou was doing his best!

Previously, the proton pimples were newly infected, and the proton was an adult, so it wasn't as fierce as a child's.

But people were fearsome!

”Lou, I want to ask you. This...” Are we going to continue to apply medicine to our bodies every day? ”

When Doctor Feng's words came out, the other doctors who were eating quietened down and pricked up their ears to listen carefully.

These were the questions they wanted to ask.

Ziyu sat behind Zhan Xiaolou and listened carefully, wanting to know how Zhan Xiaolou would respond.

Zhan Xiaolou swallowed the food in his mouth and slowly said, ”There's no rush. I've already arranged for people to go about their business. Tomorrow, we can proceed with the next step.”

Hearing Zhan Xiaolou's words, everyone felt slightly more at ease. Dr. Feng also let out an ”oh” and didn't ask any further questions and continued eating.

After the meal, when all the doctors had left, Zhan Xiaolou was still sitting on his chair.