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"Levitating to save the world, that's the old man's standard equipment, what does it have to do with me?!"... "No, no, no, I don't have any magic pills! You want to talk to me about rescuing people? You can't do it, you can't do it." Bai Pu said nothing, and he kept saying nothing. The corner of his mouth was tilted and he was blowing the hair on his forehead. He was tinkering with a pot of three-year-old wine brought from the roadside in his hand. His face was also filled with emotion. "Wine is not intoxicating, but people are also intoxicated!" Bai Pu choked on the smell of alcohol and staggered out of the door, leaving the patient's family members who came to treat him beside the medicine shop. On the wooden flagpole on the side, there is a row of large characters carved with dragons and phoenixes, engraved with: "Death, death, death, death, death, death!" Engraved on the house plate are two words, "White Doctor!"