"I shouldn't ask for anything more, but for my daughter, I can only shamelessly make another request to you, sir..."
"My husband was crushed to death by rubble in the explosion, and Yao'er witnessed it with her own eyes. Ever since, she has been in a daze, unable to speak..."
"I took her to see a doctor, who said she'd been severely traumatized, leading to a scatter of consciousness, and diagnosed with soul loss..."
"All the compensation from the court was spent on Yao'er's medical treatment, but there hasn't been any improvement. With the pillar of our family gone, we're in dire straits. I am truly at my wits' end, and I beg for your understanding, sir..."
Chen Mo glanced over at the little girl beside her.
She looked about six or seven years old, frail in build, with vacant eyes, motionless like a puppet.
Under the influence of the "Purple Extreme Creation Cultivation Technique," he could clearly see that the little girl's Spirit Platform was in chaos, with a black aura entwining her Divine Soul, causing her soul and body to be out of sync, thus having no reaction to external stimuli.
This black aura was a combination of fear, sorrow, panic... and other negative emotions.
It continued to seep into the Divine Soul, and if it dragged on, it would damage the Origin, not even a Medical Saint could help!
Luckily, Chen Mo was specialized in this area. He immediately operated his cultivation technique, releasing a stream of Soul Power which entered the little girl's Sea of Consciousness, instantly shattering the black aura.
The woman was still kneeling and praying.
Suddenly, a timid voice said, "Mother?"
Her body instantly froze, she slowly turned her head, only to see her daughter as if just awakened, looking around in a daze, "Mother, why am I here?"
"Yao'er?"
"You, you can speak?!"
The woman couldn't believe it, she pinched herself hard.
Only when she felt the pain did she confirm that this wasn't a dream!
"Your illness is cured, finally cured... Ooh, you scared mother to death, if anything had happened to you, how would mother live..." The woman hugged the little girl and burst into tears.
"Don't cry, mother, from now on Yao'er will be well-behaved and won't make you worry."
The girl used her sleeve to wipe away the woman's teardrops.
Even though she couldn't remember what happened during that time, she could guess her mother must have suffered a lot.
Father was no longer around, from now on it would only be the two of them relying on each other for survival; she couldn't add to her mother's burdens anymore.
"Yao'er, what happened exactly? Why did you suddenly wake up?"
Once her emotions settled, the woman asked, puzzled.
The little girl scratched her head and said, "I'm not sure, I just felt a warm sensation all over, like a blanket being lifted off my head."
"Lifted off by someone? Could it be..."
The woman suddenly realized and looked up at the statue.
During this time, she had taken her daughter everywhere seeking medical advice, but to no avail. Yet right after praying to Chen Mo's statue, the ailment mysteriously healed...

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