"And then?" Chen Mo asked.
"And then, in the blink of an eye, that auntie disappeared. I asked Zhuzi, and he said he didn’t see any small boat at all," the little boy said.
Chen Mo’s eyebrows slightly raised, "Do you remember what that person looked like?"
The little boy shook his head in confusion, "I don’t remember."
Chen Mo pondered silently.
Could it really be the work of the Demon Clan?
But going through so much trouble to target these ordinary people, what could be the purpose?
"No matter what, first let’s preserve their lives."
Chen Mo looked up at Qin Yi and said, "Treating them one by one is too inefficient. Brother Qin, could you please gather all the patients together."
"Alright."
Qin Yi responded and led a few people quickly out of the medical hall.
...
About one incense stick later.
Dozens of patients gathered in front of Jisheng Hall, young and old, with many on the brink of death, barely clinging to life.
"Young Hero, you said there’s someone who can save our lives, is it true?"
"My father can’t hold on much longer, if this continues, I’m afraid he won’t make it through the night..."
"Boo hoo hoo, who can save my husband..."
Originally, they escaped from the hands of the Demon Clan with a sense of being spared, surviving a disaster.
But shortly after, their conditions suddenly worsened, and they had no means to stop the life ebbing away, heading towards death step by step.
This powerlessness and fear pushed their spirits to the brink of collapse.
Seeing these people’s anxious and fearful expressions, Xu Man comforted them, saying: "Don’t worry, with Mr. Chen here, everything will be fine soon... He will surely cure you."
At this moment, Chen Mo walked out of the medical hall.
Glancing around, he confirmed they were indeed the survivors from that day.
Without wasting words, the Golden Branch in his Dantian gently swayed, releasing an immense Essence.
Dozens of emerald green rays of light continuously shot from his fingertips, penetrating into the patients’ foreheads, their withered skin instantly plumping up, and their sickly aura was wiped clean, as if vitality filled them in an instant!
"I’m better?!"
"Dad, are you okay?!"
"My waist doesn’t hurt, my chest isn’t tight... I feel like I could carry three sacks of rice, feeling even better than before!"
Everyone was full of amazement.
Members of the Kuixing Sect looked at each other.
"Brother Qin, if I remember correctly, Mr. Chen should be a Martial Cultivator, right? Is this really something a Martial Cultivator can do?" Xu Man whispered.
Qin Yi’s throat was a bit dry, and he shook his head, saying, "I don’t know either..."
At this time, someone recognized Chen Mo and shouted:
"It’s Mr. Chen!"
"Once again, Mr. Chen saved us!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted and swarmed forward.
"It’s really Mr. Chen!"


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