"It's a good thing that I prepared penicillin," Damien sighed while rubbing the tips of his fingers. Though his initial plan was to use penicillin to cure syphilis, now that the situation had turned around in such a way, it would come in handy.
Or else tetanus would have caused quite a lot of headaches for him.
He turned to look at the patients who were now conscious and clapped his hands to attract their attention.
"Everyone," Damien looked at the soldiers who were sitting or lying on the straw mat. He said to them, "Those who were stabbed, cut, and pierced by the porcupine needles—you all need to listen to me carefully."
"If you don't, then there is a chance that you will be affected by Ferrus poison."
Ferrus poison? As soon as Damien finished speaking, the entire crowd turned silent before exploding at once.
"Ferrus poison?"
"Then does that mean that we will have to cut our limbs off?"
"I don't want to lose my leg!"
