�Ah, that����.�

The woman who was about to ask for help frowned when she saw the man dressed as a drug dealer.

�Someone please help!�my husband����!�

She couldn�t recognize the face of Zetaro, one of the four Gustav artists.

�So tell me!�After all, I learned medicine.�Shouldn�t people be saved?�

Zetaro was the most outstanding doctor in the Empire.

�Can you really save it?�

It wasn�t a matter to jump on without confidence, so the woman decided to trust Zetaro�s words.

�Here, here it is.�I suddenly burst into foam and collapsed.�

Her husband was lying on the floor, and her little daughter and son were crying on the stairs.

�I�ll take a look first.�

Zetaro, who looked at her husband�s complexion and pupil�s reaction, recognized the symptoms at once.

�Basquiat Virus.�Have you been to the lake in the past two months?�

�yes?�Ah yes!�I once went fishing with my friends!�

Zetaro rummaged through the merchant�s bag and pulled out a vial containing a brown liquid.

�This drug����.�

�Can you live by drinking it?�

�No, this is my drug.�I have some chronic illnesses.�

The woman looked at Zetaro, who opened the lid of the vial and gulped down the medicine, in bewilderment.

�Please save my husband!�Can you save it?�

�It�s the Basquiat virus.�The cure is����.�

Zetaro, who hesitated while taking out a scalpel, bit his lip and suddenly shouted.

�How do I know that!�

As he looked up at the ceiling with blood vessels in his eyes, he hacked at her husband�s chest with a scalpel.

�Kaaaaa!�

The woman screamed and the children rolled their eyes and fainted at the sight of blood oozing out.

�Wait, what the heck����what are you doing����.�

Zetaro, who had already been vaccinated, went outside with a bowl of hot blood on his face.

�Hey, Jetaro.�I�m hungry. Would you like to go get something to eat?�

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