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Chapter fifty-four: something wakes up

"Are you done?" A head suddenly popped out of the door. It was Yu Yibaoban. When he heard the commotion in the house stopped, he quickly poked his head over to ask.

Yun Mo nodded. At this time, the devil's hand had disappeared. His body was filled with the power of worshiping gods and needed to be digested, so Yun Mo had begun to feel tired.

Yu Yiboben walked in. He was a little curious about what happened in the house just now. There were cries and whistles, and he walked up to Zaoyou.

He looked at Zaoyou who had returned to his original state with a surprised look on his face: "Is it cured?"

Yun Mo said: "It's cured, but I have lost a lot of energy."

"Wow! What a miracle! How did you cure it?" Bao Ben looked at Yun Mo with admiration. Isn't this amazing?

At night, I had already felt the death of the little girl coming. I didn't expect Yun Mo to eliminate the curse in the blink of an eye. This power must be too powerful.

Yun Mo looked at Bao Ben's eyes full of admiration and admiration. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He didn't know how to tell Bao Ben that he had just destroyed the power of worshiping the gods by devouring it.

And it is solved in ways that cannot be seen by ordinary people.

"Ahem~" Yun Mo coughed twice to cover up: "Well, this is my secret."

Youla couldn't help but smile when she saw Yun Mo's embarrassed look. The man in front of her was actually afraid that his ghost hands would be seen by civilians.

Sure enough, she was the same as herself. Unknowingly, Yula already regarded Yun Mo as a person like herself.

"Then, sir, can you cure them all? I am not capable enough to save them." Baoben looked sadly at the villagers lying on the ground.

He lamented that he was not good at studying and could not help the villagers. Unlike his master, who was good at treating diseases and saving people, it was a pity that the old man had already left Hexi.

"No, these are just ordinary people. They cannot be treated with my method. Their bodies will not be able to bear it." Yun Mo shook his head and refused. His treatment method was extremely dangerous.

If you don't have the protection of the Eye of God and allow yourself to absorb the worship of ordinary people, their lives may be sucked away by you.

Seeing Baoben's downcast gaze, Yunmo said again: "Mingcao can cure Chongshen, but the dosage needs to be controlled, and it cannot be cured in one go. As for how to cure it, you still need to study it, we

None of them are professional.”

After hearing this, Baoben felt a little ashamed and said, "You are too polite."

But he clenched his fists and said angrily: "But I will work hard."

Yun Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Bao Ben rekindled his fighting spirit. He said a little tiredly: "Is there a cleaner place in the village? These two girls and I want to rest."

"If you don't mind it, go and rest in my humble abode. It would be really nice if you could stay a few more days." Baoben invited Yunmo and the others to stay at his home.

"Thank you so much, Youla, let's go." Yunmo said politely. He picked up the unconscious Zaoyou and the quilt and walked out the door. Youla followed behind and held an umbrella for them.

The home or clinic of You Medical Insurance Fund was actually not far from the village chief's home, and the four of them walked there quickly.

This is a mansion that is not very similar to other houses in the surrounding area. Most of the houses in Feimu Village are short one-story buildings, but this mansion is indeed a rare two-story building.

"Sir, this is your home, please come in." Baoben led Yunmo and the others into the courtyard, and then pointed to the towering two-story attic in the middle of the courtyard. This is Baoben's home.

Yunmo walked into the yard with Zaoyou and Youla in his arms. The structure of this attic was very simple. It could be seen that the owner who lived here was financially strapped.

It is very crudely built, with no defensive measures or disaster-resistant facilities, which is relatively rare on the disaster-prone Hachiro Island.

"There are some patients living on the first floor, so you can go to the second floor to rest." Bao Ben said.

Yun Mo nodded. Apart from patients, there probably weren't many healthy people in Feimu Village now.

At this moment, Yun Mo suddenly thought of Kaji, the craftsman he was looking for tomorrow. It would be nonsense if he was also infected with Chong Shen. After all, this is not a game, and only fixed NPCs will get sick.

"There should be a craftsman named Kaji in your village. Do you know where he is?" Yun Mo asked.

"Is his name Kaji?" Homoto thought for a moment and said, "I don't have much of an image. I don't seem to have seen a doctor here. He should be working in the mine. Now, except for me, all the strong men in the village who have no respect for gods have been driven there to work as a doctor."

A miner."

Yun Mo nodded, and his disgust for that mine increased even more.

While talking, they had already reached the second floor.

There are only two rooms on the second floor, one room for Zaoyu and Youla, and one room for Yunmo and Baoben.

Yun Mo lay on the bed and exhaled heavily. He was too tired today.

But it wasn't that he was physically tired. Although he had killed many people that night, he was not physically tired because of the constant supply of strength.

He was tired mentally, and the power he absorbed would affect his mental state to a greater or lesser extent. He didn't know whether this was good or bad.

"Sorry, I lived with my master before, so there are only two rooms, which makes you feel wronged." Baoben did not go to the bed, but sat in front of the desk.

The messy table was filled with thick medical classics, as well as many records about various plague diseases. Yun Mo got some clues from those classics.

This young doctor may be working really hard, but the challenge is too great. How can one person defend a village before the plague?

Baoben stirred up a slight fire and began to look through these medical books and classics.

Yun Mo fell into a deep sleep. In his body, Chongshen was being transformed by a magical power, and the transformed power gathered throughout his body.

Yun Mo's strength was quietly rising, the blood in his body was flowing rapidly, and some strange and powerful blood was slowly returning to them.

A thick voice came from outside the sky.

"It's time."


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