1549: C1549 Hand-to-disease Removing

C1549 Hand-to-disease Removing

"My lord doesn't know," there was a trace of heartache on the bus' face. "Somehow, my mother's illness isn't what it should be like, like when an illness comes to visit her. It's all sudden and difficult to breathe."1

"Is it like that over there?" Wendu pointed at his mother, who had fallen to the ground.

"Yes!" Mother! " The bus hurriedly ran over.

"Mother, wake up!" The bus shouted anxiously, "Ladies and gentlemen, please save my mother!"

"Don't worry." Wendu walked up with a smile. He realized that the moment his mom fell down, he had already transferred all of her energy, so it was only a matter of time before she woke up.

"Lord, I beg you to save my mother!" The bus, who didn't know what was going on, still shouted anxiously.

Wendu also knew that this wasn't the time to joke around, so he told the bus to move the old granny onto the bed in the inner room and pretended to work on her pulse.

In fact, he had been using his energy to find the cause of his mother's illness.

"How is the lord?" The bus hurriedly asked when it saw Wendu open his eyes.

"It's not a big deal." Wendu patted the bus's shoulder to calm him down: "This disease is called asthma in our place, and your mother's respiratory tract is blocked, which is why she almost died from lack of breath."

"Then when will my mother wake up?" Although the bus had some doubts, he was more concerned about when his mother would wake up.

"Don't worry, she'll be awake in three minutes at the most. I've already cured her of her asthma, and her obstructed respiratory tract is already unobstructed. Your mother will never have this disease again."

"Thank you, thank you, my lords!" The bus was shocked, and its expression immediately changed to one of pleasant surprise.

Since Lord Thunder God said his mother was fine, then she must be fine.

"Lord, this is what we agreed upon earlier. Please accept it." The bus hurriedly took out a few pieces of black gold.

Wendu shook his head. He only took out four pieces of the black gold and said, "According to our agreement, I will only take fifty percent. The rest, buy some delicious food for your mother."

"Yes, yes. I understand, milord." The bus was in ecstasy. A god was indeed a god. Even an ordinary little matter had such principles.

After refusing the bus ride, Wendu, Elizabeth Sally, and Paul left on their own.

"The vitality of the people here is really tenacious. They have already stopped breathing several times, but they are still tenacious. This is unbelievable."

"Brother?" Hearing Wendu's sigh, she was a little confused.

"Maybe you don't know." Wendu laughed: "Although that old granny she saved earlier is already old, her strength is still in Early Period of Four Level."

Elizabeth Sally looked frustrated. "I noticed that the weakest among us are all rank 4 or higher. Don't tell me that even children have such strength?"

As he was talking, Wendu saw a few children playing by the side of the road.

"Sally, there are two kids playing over there. One of them is in the early third level while the other is in the middle third level."

"This …"

After going back, Wendu wrote down a bold guess in his notebook: "The people here are like something out of a myth. They grow up purposefully. As long as they mature, they will be at least level 4."

pqdm.com