[ Minato shakes his head. It looked like the sickness was already taking hold when he first arrived, and it's since only progressed while people concentrated on alleviating the symptoms with little to no luck in figuring out the cause. Sickness is just like that, isn't it? A bacteria or virus, and if you don't know how to cure it, you just throw all the medicine you have at it and hope something in the broad spectrum coverage works.

He might not know anything about the sickness itself, but as for the cure— ]

There was a boy— ...um... [ Minato realizes never got his name. ] White hair, long ears... if he's around, I'll point him out. But he was making a sort of medicine he thinks will work. The problem is making it palatable enough so people don't automatically throw it up again.