Chapter 170: The Divine Doctor (1)
"The Divine Doctor is here, it's the Divine Doctor!" Several patients waiting to see a doctor suddenly became excited, and looked at Murong Su who was approaching with enthusiasm on their faces.
"Well, everyone follow the order, one by one." Murong Xu nodded, walked to the table and chair that the young man had already set up, sat down, and said to several patients waiting for treatment.
The young man was the one in the slum at that time, since he accepted Murong Su's fifty gold coins, and watched his grandfather recover completely, he wanted to repay the favor, until Murong Su personally found him seven days ago, explained him some things, and asked him to help bring the sick to treat them for free.
This good news not only stunned the young man who wanted to repay the favor, but also made the people who had suffered from diseases in the slums for a long time happy, and there was no doubt that the gospel came from heaven.
The first patient stepped forward, Murong Su habitually checked the pulse, and his brows were instantly raised, there is a general cold in these people's bodies, which should be related to the water source they drink, and it has been stored in their bodies for a long time.
"How many people died suddenly in the vicinity when it rained or the weather was cold, and those who were paralyzed in bed, who knows better?" Murong Xu asked while taking his pulse.
Several patients gasped, their eyes glowing hot.
It's so godly, the god doctor really lives up to his reputation, even the strange disease near them knows, this has almost become a curse in the slums, every time it is windy and rainy or the weather is cold, there will always be so many people, and the paralyzed ones are even more large, they almost think that this is God's punishment.
Now that the divine doctor has broken through at a glance, does it mean that there is still the possibility of change?
"Returning to the divine doctor, since a heavy rain five years ago, our slums have begun to die one after another, at first there was no money to cure, and then they simply accepted their fate, everyone said that this is God's punishment, a curse that cannot be changed."
"Yes, Divine Doctor, almost two-thirds of us are paralyzed, and few of the rest are able-bodied."
"Doctor of God, can we still cure this disease, it has been our nightmare in the past few years, originally five years ago, the slum was not like it is now, and now it is riddled with diseases, let alone work, and even has no courage to live."
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The patients were sad for a while, tears were falling, and the hardships of life weighed down so that they could not raise their heads, and the future was hopeless, living in the shadow of the disease every day, day after day, and getting by.
"This disease is easy to cure, but to eradicate it, you must find the source, but in a short period of time, you just need to do what I say to ensure that you are healthy."
"What the doctor says, we will do what you tell us to do."
"Yes, the Divine Doctor must save us."
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God knows how they have lived these years, they are worried and scared every day, and they are panicked when it rains, life is hopeless, they don't want to make progress, and they are becoming more and more indifferent, and if they continue like this, even if they are not dragged to death by illness, they will die of decadence.
Murong Su nodded, and began to absorb the cold qi in the body of the first patient, and the cold qi that had been circulating in the patient's body for several years remained unmoving, just like the roots of an old tree, tightly adsorbing her body, making her helpless for a while.
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