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The long night eventually came to an end as the sun rose, and the thick fog was suddenly swept away, revealing the trees and surroundings.
Stepping out of the tent, the Ancient Sorcerer took a deep breath, feeling invigorated.
Last night, he had gone out to investigate, and then Du Quan came to find him. The two discussed for a long time, and by the time they went to sleep, it was already three in the morning. However, this did not affect the Ancient Sorcerer's spirits at all.
"Are you up?"
The Ancient Sorcerer turned around to see Fang Miao standing behind him, supporting none other than Fang Daoming.
"How did you sleep?"
Fang Daoming wore a smile on his face, not just because the Ancient Sorcerer had healed him, but more importantly because Du Quan had informed him that the Ancient Sorcerer had found out the cause of the incident in Dashi Village.
"As long as I want to sleep, I can fall asleep anywhere at any time."
During his training years, one of the skills he learned was to be able to sleep at any time and place. It seemed simple but was actually one of the most complex aspects.
"Great! Then let's go see if we can resolve this matter sooner."
Fang Daoming maintained his energetic demeanor and was eager to handle the situation with the Ancient Sorcerer.
"Let's eat something first."
Fang Miao immediately stopped Fang Daoming—his grandfather had just recovered and was still in the recovery phase.
The Ancient Sorcerer understood Fang Miao's concern and quickly added, "Let's have a little something to eat first; it won't take much time anyway."
Fang Daoming nodded. The Ancient Sorcerer and Yan Yalun were right; having breakfast wouldn't take long.
After breakfast, the Ancient Sorcerer and Fang Daoming walked toward the back of the village, where several tents were set up. People dressed in white were coming in and out, each looking serious and hurried.
This was where a large number of doctors had stationed themselves after discovering the illness in the village. Everything was aimed at figuring out what exactly was wrong with the villagers and whether it was a new infectious disease. Most importantly, they needed to find a treatment.
Entering the largest tent, the Ancient Sorcerer immediately spotted Ruan Liren, the doctor in charge of everything here, whom he had seen when he arrived by helicopter.
"Elder Fang, you have arrived."
Looking up, Ruan Liren immediately welcomed Fang Daoming and others as they entered. He originally thought that with Fang Daoming's status, he would just come for a brief visit and leave, but he did not expect that he would stay here.
"Hello, Dr. Ruan, how is the situation now?"
Ruan Liren's face immediately tightened, shaking his head as he said, "There has been no progress at all. We can't find anything or any reason; we don't even have any suspects."
Ruan Liren felt quite helpless. After receiving the notification, he quickly formed a medical team and brought a large amount of equipment. However, a week had passed, and all the samples that should have been collected, such as blood, had been tested. Even air, water, and food were under examination, but in the end, no abnormalities were found. It seemed that the illness affecting the villagers of Dashi Village appeared out of nowhere; there was not even a trace to be found—if it weren't for the fact that people in the village were still falling ill, he would have thought it was not real.
"How much longer will it take?"
Ruan Liren sighed and said, "I can't answer that question right now. However, I am trying to collect more samples and send them to other places with more advanced equipment for testing. Perhaps we can find out where the problem lies."
"Don't worry; Professor Ruan will definitely find the source of the illness here."
Since Fang Miao entered, Zheng Ying's eyes lit up; she was a beauty, an absolute stunner! Not only was her appearance remarkable, but more importantly, the aura of heroism around Fang Miao drew people's attention wherever she went.
He had already made up his mind to pursue her as soon as he saw her. So when he found an opportunity, he immediately interjected.
"I am Zheng Ying; may I ask how you are called?"
Looking at Zheng Ying, Fang Miao did not speak. The unmasked gaze from Zheng Ying was clear enough.
"Dr. Ruan, it’s like this: the Ancient Sorcerer has already found the source of the illness."
Fang Miao's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake.
"How is that possible? Found it? Absolutely impossible! We've been here for so long and conducted numerous tests without finding where the source lies. This guy only arrived last night; how could he possibly have found it?"
Zheng Ying immediately shouted out. In her failed attempt to flirt with Fang Miao, hearing such words from her was clearly a slap in her face! She became furious in an instant.
"What’s impossible? Just because you can’t find where the problem lies doesn’t mean others can’t."
Fang Miao said coldly, showing no kindness towards Zheng Ying.
"Hmph! I say it's impossible; it's impossible! We have the most advanced instruments in the world. If there is any source of illness here, we will definitely be able to detect it..."
Before Zheng Ying could finish her sentence, Fang Miao interrupted her without hesitation:
"Are you saying that since we can't find anything now, it means there are no pathogens here?"
"You... this..."
Zheng Ying found himself at a loss for words in response to Fang Miao's statement. According to what he had just said, that was indeed the implication, but if he admitted it, wouldn't that be lying? The people in Dashi Village were suffering from an illness and had already been quarantined, especially with new patients increasing every day. Even some members of the medical team were showing symptoms. In such a situation, how could he claim that there were no pathogens in the village?
Zheng Ying's face turned red, and after a long pause, he finally said, "What I mean is that as long as we are given a little more time and conduct further examinations, we will definitely be able to find the source of the illness."
"Hmph, what makes you think others can't find the source?"
Fang Miao's cold words left Zheng Ying speechless once again.
Beside them, Ruan Liren gently shook his head. Having been through similar situations before, he understood that Fang Miao's remarks were not directed at him; the problem lay with Zheng Ying.
Zheng Ying came from a well-off family, was handsome, and had excellent academic performance since childhood. His sense of superiority was quite severe. When he saw Fang Miao, who was beautiful, he wanted to show off a bit. However, he didn't realize that she was not someone to be trifled with, and the situation escalated quickly.
However, this was also Zheng Ying's own doing. He should have considered that as the granddaughter of Fang Daoming, her background was far from ordinary. It would have been better not to provoke her; once he did, how could he expect a pleasant response?
In this situation, Ruan Liren knew it was time for him to speak up.
"Do we not know what this pathogen is?"
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