Just then, Uriah suddenly snorted.
Sean, Zander, and the hospital director immediately looked over to see Uriah's wound beginning to seep purplish-black blood.
"The toxins are seeping out."
Sean smiled.
He was unsure of saving Uriah on his way here. He came to the hospital with the idea that he would make every possible effort.
Now that the treatment was successful, he was naturally happy and overjoyed.
The sense of achievement from saving a life was stronger than killing ten people.
It was because it was always easier to destroy than to create.
"Give me medical gauze... No, use the extraction device."
Sean said.
"Let me do it!"
Zander was about to hand Sean the precision device the hospital director had just used, but the hospital director pushed him aside and handed Sean the device first.
Was the hospital director competing to be the commander's assistant?
The hospital director had been contemptuous of the commander earlier.
Zander looked on with some amusement.
You got to admit that the precision device for extracting bodily fluids was indeed useful. The toxins gradually seeping out of Uriah's wound were soon drained clean.
That way, more than 99% of the toxins in Uriah's system had been cleared, even though there was no guarantee that all would be cleared.
What little toxin was left could be cleaned up by the body's immune system and removed by metabolism.
The next step was to stitch up the wounds.
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