I was burning with anxiety at that moment, my heart entirely consumed by worry for Mùróng Zhuó. How could I possibly have any mind to care for such formalities?
Hearing my words, the physician nodded slightly, his expression steady and resolute with the calm assurance of a healer.
He stepped forward briskly, gently placing his medicine chest on a nearby table. With practiced efficiency, he opened it and retrieved several vials, jars, and clean gauze bandages.
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