September 13th.
There are four days left until the second trial.
Sanma Village.
"Hiss~!"
The sound of a syringe drawing liquid could be heard, vaguely accompanied by the noise of a doctor swabbing skin with a cotton swab.
Only, it was different from an ordinary medical room.
This was... a veterinary room!
The doctor was a veterinarian, not a human doctor!
Inside the veterinary clinic in Sanma Village, a middle-aged man walked into the vet station. His face was full of longing, his heart feeling as if it were being devoured by tens of thousands of ants, unbearably itchy.
Veterinarian Sun casually mixed the thiabendazole, then walked over to him.
"Hiss!"
The sharp needle pierced into his body.
As the liquid was injected into his body, the anxious expression on the middle-aged man's face gradually relaxed. He collapsed into the chair with a look of satisfaction on his face.
From an observer's point of view... he looked just like a piece of rotting meat!
