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... rushed herbs in the palm of his hand. The rancid smell was so overpowering that even the bugs avoided him. He could barely suppress the urge to vomit. In a desperate attempt to mask the stench, he shoved mint up his nose, but it did little to help.
With a heavy heart and teary eyes, he began applying the ointment all over his body. He gagged as the foul odor invaded his nostrils, and his stomach churned as warm bile surged in his throat.
"No, I can't! If I throw up here, I'm dead ...
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