The Completed Antidote

The sun had set and risen again since Han began crafting the antidote from elderberries. He stood inside the makeshift physician's tent, his face drawn and his eyes heavy with exhaustion. In his hand, he held a small, dark blue vial containing the antidote, the result of his tireless improvisation with limited resources. As he gazed at the vial, relief mixed with a sense of apprehension. The potential effectiveness of the cure seemed promising, but the testing phase was yet to come.

The next critical step was testing the antidote, and Han knew there was no other option. The patients lay in the center of the tent, their faces contorted in agony even in their sleep. Han let out a sigh, realizing the gravity of the situation. These patients were the only subjects available for testing.