Thomas did not answer and focused on conducting an in-depth examination of Pisces using the Asclepius Needles.
Time passed.
One-third of the sand in the hourglass was down, but Thomas had only been conducting an examination so far. He did not start to treat and cure the poison for real.
The nanny was anxious. She could not help but say, “You should hurry up. If you don’t start treating him, he will die! There’s not much time left.”
If even an outsider like the nanny was anxious, Thomas was even more so.
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