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Ding Ermiao and the others nodded, followed Master Wu Man and Luo Xi, and came to a tent in the easternmost part.

Because the wind was blowing from the west, the patient was placed in the east to prevent the spread of the virus due to the wind.

In the tent, a thin old man slept, looking at the roof with empty eyes, his face was withered, and he looked like he was waiting to die.

"What did the doctor say?" Ji Xiaoxiao looked at Rosie and asked.

"The blood vessels in the body narrowed, and all the water on the body was gradually excreted, and finally turned into a dry corpse, for unknown reasons." Rosie said.

Ding Ermiao looked at the old man, then slowly stretched out his hand, held the old man's hand, and penetrated into his body with a free breath.

After looking at it, Ding Ermiao's brows furrowed slightly, and said, "It's not a curse, it's corpse poison." This cadaveric poison causes vasoconstriction and diarrhea, which quickly dehydrates people and turns them into dried corpses. ”

"Corpse poison?" Rosie pondered for a moment and said, "But where is the source of this corpse poison, and how is it transmitted?" ”

Ding Ermiao didn't speak, but continued to convey the free Dao Qi, solidify the foundation and cultivate the yuan, and help the old man eliminate the corpse poison and recover his body.

After a cup of tea, the old man's eyes gradually brightened, and he smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

"Make up some water, and the old man will be fine, and the corpse poison has been discharged." Ding Ermiao stood up and said to Rosie.

Master Wu Man seems to have no believe