Chapter 587: Chapter 587

It was only a matter of seconds before the parasites were dragged back into Er Qiu and Tie Dan’s bodies. Their bodies began to cave in at certain spots, then swell out again as if something was moving inside!

Those who had regained their senses quickly pressed down on the two men again.

But everything had quieted down. When the last of the liquid from the IV dripped into their bodies, Er Qiu and Tie Dan were completely silent, taking deep breaths.

Everyone who had been terrified seemed to gradually calm down as well.

Just then, Er Qiu began to cough violently again, sending everyone’s hearts back into their throats.

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH, COUGH!"

SPLASH! Almost at the same time, they both spewed a large amount of vomit, one bout after another. The dark brown liquid was filled with stringy objects coiled together like strands of hair.

At first glance, one might think they’d vomited up a pile of hair.

"It’s the parasites! Dried up, dead parasites!"

"Quick, Old Wang, get it tested."

After vomiting a large puddle, the two seemed much thinner, but their spirits improved remarkably. Only then did everyone truly relax.

"How do you feel? What’s your status?" asked Boss Zhang, trembling as he moved forward. His heart hadn’t settled yet; it felt like it might jump out of his chest. The Zhang family only had this one precious child, and if something were to go wrong...

"Feels like I’ve been gutted," Er Qiu said jokingly, wiping the filth from the corners of his mouth.

"You rascal! At a time ," Boss Zhang laughed as well, finally relieved.

Minister Zhao was ecstatic. The morning had already brought enough of a surprise with a 99% suppression rate, but he hadn’t expected this. Now, the lab results could reveal the full extent! For more chapters visıt 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩

But they couldn’t afford to let their guard down, especially considering these children had been infected for so many days. Whether it was their internal organs or other parts, they must have sustained significant damage, and repairing that damage would be a major issue.

Regardless of whether they could be cured completely, they would inevitably suffer serious long-term effects.

The mess was quickly cleaned up. Samples that needed testing were taken away, and the children began receiving additional treatments and follow-up care. Only a group of tense individuals remained standing, cautiously waiting for the results.

Minister Zhao and the others were especially anxious. They watched the test results come in but dared not look at them. Sometimes, the greater the anticipation, the greater the fear—everyone dreaded the results might fall short.

In short, they were nervous and eager, yet fearful to know the outcome. It was a tense contradiction that Jing Shu found somewhat amusing to watch from the side.

Just as everyone was anxiously awaiting the results, the silence was suddenly shattered by commotion.

"It worked! Our medicine cured them! It can practically eradicate the parasites!"

This announcement startled many, who were eager to see what was happening. But before joy could take hold, strange howling noises arose.

Everyone rushed to see what was going on, and Jing Shu also went to observe the excitement.

What should have been a scene of anesthetized children quietly lying on the ground for drug testing was now chaotic. A child, whose gender was indiscernible, was wildly dashing about. He had torn off all the syringes from his body. His cheeks were severely hollowed, and long hair was growing on his hands, face, and other parts of his body. He was crouched low, pushing off with his back legs, moving on all fours in a bizarre manner.

Fortunately, the area was enclosed, and the frantic child was quickly captured. Several people struggled to hold the child down and ended up binding him to a bed. He still thrashed ceaselessly, baring his teeth and grimacing.

Minister Zhao strode forward, examined the child, and then asked, "What’s going on here? What medication was used? Where is the person in charge? Show me the prescription, and also check the child’s condition." Among everyone present, Minister Zhao was by far the most authoritative and influential. He had overseen the development of all drugs at the Ministry of Epidemic Prevention and was a learned, experienced researcher himself.

"It’s medicine from the Yunzhou Pharmaceutical Association. Probably a side effect."

"But the side effects shouldn’t be this severe! Look at what’s become of the child—he’s lost his mind! What good is a cure then?"

"I heard they used the most precious, newly developed energy source."

At this, the head of the Yunzhou Pharmaceutical Association stepped forward with some trepidation, handing over the prescription and the medicine. He said with a frown, "We didn’t expect such severe side effects. We just added a little more of the red energy mixture..."

"Right, here is our result sheet. The results showed it could kill 99.9% of the parasites."

Minister Zhao sniffed the medicine and frowned at the prescription. "The red energy’s side effects are too great," he said. "Your ratio is over a hundred times what it should be, which makes the treatment meaningless. First of all, we don’t have that much red energy, and it’s still in the developmental stage—we don’t even know the correct way to utilize it. Secondly, these side effects are not sustainable. This formula isn’t viable. Please stop the experiment."

"How is that acceptable! Didn’t we agree that no matter what we used, even this red energy, it would be okay as long as it cured them? Shouldn’t the results be based on the suppression rate?"

"Yes, we’re using this precious energy regardless of cost! As long as it proves effective against the parasites, we’ll win this round!"

The people from the Yunzhou Pharmaceutical Association suddenly became agitated. They had spent a considerable sum on this; how could they simply accept defeat? The competition rules were clear, and there could be no backtracking. Moreover, they were confident, backed by powerful resources. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have obtained such a precious substance right before the competition.

Then someone from another pharmaceutical association said, "You’ve cured him into senselessness. What’s the point if he survives like that?"

"We don’t care! The rules clearly state that the outcome is based on the suppression rate. We’ll experiment with a few more subjects, and we’re bound to find the best formula."

"You’re planning to render a few more senseless?"

The commotion quickly drew even more people, as well as all the referees. Elder Zhang was helped over too. After hearing the full account of events, he nodded and said, "You all have valid points. Since I’m the Chief Referee of this competition, let me say a few words."

Finally, everyone quieted down again, except for the child who was still thrashing restlessly on the bed to which he was tied.

"The outcome of this competition is determined primarily by the final suppression rate; this will not change. Whoever ranks highest will be the winner of this round," Elder Zhang declared.

The members of the Yunzhou Pharmaceutical Association smirked smugly. "Indeed, initial losses are inevitable. Just give us a few more samples, and we can do even better. Reaching 100% is not impossible."