Li Pan also wore a mask that only revealed her eyes and nose, as required by the Base Commander, fearful that some fool might cause trouble and not daring to put human nature to the test.
The wood vines wrapped around the injured personnel, piercing his skin and burrowing inside. Soon, the man began to struggle in agony, held firmly in place by two soldiers beside him.
The vines lingered for a while before withdrawing, and black blood started to seep from the wound, stinking horribly.
When the poisoned blood had all drained out, revealing red streaks, the vines wrapped around the wound once more, healing it. Then, the patient could sit up just by taking a breath.
Feeling his arm and previously swollen, immobile calf, his blackened foot also returned to its original color.
"I'm cured."
Disbelief was evident in the injured man's voice.
"If you're cured, leave without taking off your mask."
"Yes."
