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Zhan Xiaolou was pushed to the side. The other doctor also stood at the side and watched. No one said anything.

He only quietly looked at this man.

This was not the first time.

Almost every father who saw their children suffer like this would fall to the ground.

The crying did not affect the other two sides. Although the other side's families were also crying, they still clenched their teeth and held their children down tightly, preferring to turn their heads away.

The two doctors' hands were steady as before, and they didn't tremble at all as they ruthlessly wiped the cotton-stained cotton pads on their children's sores. The crying sounds of the children became louder and louder.

The crying man slowly caressed the face of the child in his arms.

The child's entire body was filled with terrible wounds. His face was even more so, and it was almost impossible to see his original appearance.

The wound was black with pus, and it looked extremely disgusting. Besides his own father, who else would not mind?

Now that there was finally someone willing to save the child, he shouldn't have stopped them! If you don't suffer this pain, child... You're going to die, aren't you?

The child's breathing quickened, and his pupils rolled back. His entire body was trembling, and in his eyes, his heart was on the verge of breaking apart.

The man was finally tired of crying. He slowly stood up and took a few steps back.

He bowed towards Zhan Xiaolou and the others.

He said softly, "I'm sorry, Doctor, but please continue. I won't bother you any longer. "

Hua Rui, who was standing at the side, had tears on her face. It was too pitiful. These children were too pitiful.

Zhan Xiaolou waved his hand, and the few people who were pressed down previously went up to hold the child down again.

The child clearly knew what this meant, fear flashed across his face before he started to wail again.

"Father …" Father … Help, please … I'm going to die... "Ahh!"

The child's father couldn't help but run out while covering his face.

A child was a child. They only knew pain and not life and death. Perhaps in his eyes, the Battle Towers were harming him.

Zhan Xiaolou's expression hadn't changed from the beginning to the end. The other two doctors didn't dare to say anything and also continued to wipe away the blood on their faces.

In truth, she was also suffering internally. But at this time, as the doctor in charge of the treatment, this pill was also her prescription. If she showed any signs of panic, then the children's families would completely despair.

Zhan Xiaolou was unhurried and didn't mind if he made the children's family feel more at ease. He also made the other doctors more certain about the effects of this medicine.

"Doctor Li, it's not like you haven't heard about the Ancient Temple of Supreme Spirit. It's like you've been in jail for the past few days. Your cries and cries have reached the ears and it's a sight to behold." An imperial physician said, his face full of dissatisfaction and sympathy.

"The people living at the foot of the mountain were all scared away. They all said that they would have a nightmare hearing the cries of the children of the temple." The other one followed.

"It's just a pimple, is there a need to be so terrifying? Aren't you all exaggerating too much! " Imperial Physician Li said with a frown.

The two imperial physicians who had spoken earlier looked at each other.

"We are not exaggerating. It's really like this. Sect Head Li, we do not dare to lie to you."

"Heh." Imperial Physician Li chuckled. "Many people died?"

"I think it should be quite a lot. After all, that place is like a human purgatory." An imperial physician said.

"What do you mean by 'should'?" Imperial Physician Li gave her a dissatisfied look. "None of you are going to personally take a look?"