A total of thirty-two family members came up to draw lots.
"Wow! I'm number five!"
"I am number seven!"
"My house...the 20th..."
When drawing lots, there will naturally be joys and sorrows. Some people are happy and some are sad. Those in front of the lottery number are happy and those behind the lottery number are frowning and smiling.
But it's better to have hope than no hope.
"Master, lottery No. 1 is here." Chunyue brought Su Luo to patient No. 1.
Patient No. 1 is a young boy, no more than twelve or thirteen years old, with clear black and white eyes.
There was a deep gash in his chest, the skin and flesh were turned out, the heart, liver, spleen and stomach... were all exposed, a bloody mess...
But even though the injury was so deep, the young master's eyes were still as clean as a stream, crystal clear.
Chun Yue and Xia Yue stood beside me.
Without Su Luo's instructions, the blood in the young man's body had been cleaned.
Su Luo nodded, and the six magical shadow needles came down together.
The boy's injuries seemed very serious to others, but in Su Luo's eyes, they were average.
What's more, it is much easier for Su Luo to treat cultivators from the Eighteen Continents than those from the Central Continent.
In less than ten minutes, Su Luo had already treated the boy's horrific injuries.
"Next." Su Luo's voice was faint, but steady and powerful, giving people a sense of security like a towering mountain.
"Here, here." The family member of the person with the number two stared straight at him, came to his senses, and hurriedly asked Su Luo to come over.
Watching Su Luo leave, a look of gratitude flashed in the eyes of the young man who was still unconscious...
Although he never said a word or even hummed from beginning to end, everything Su Luo did was deeply engraved in his mind.
No one would have imagined what kind of help this little boy would bring to Su Luo in the future...
Even Su Luo didn't notice that the boy's ability had not yet been activated...
Next is No. 2, No. 3, No. 4...
The villagers who were originally on the verge of death were rescued by Su Luo one after another.
The ancestral hall, which was originally full of despair and sadness, is now full of light and hope.
It was originally a series of suppressed sobs of sadness, but now the faces of the villagers are full of smiles, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are laughing.
Looking at the smiling faces, Su Luo's eyes gradually softened, and the corners of her eyes were raised slightly.
To treat these dying villagers at once would be a huge loss for Su Luo.
Fortunately, Nangong Liuyun was by her side, providing her with a steady supply of spiritual and spiritual energy, so Su Luo could persevere.
A long time had passed until the last villager was rescued by Su Luo.
Su Luo raised her head and looked out the window.
The morning light is beginning to shine through, and the orange morning light dyes the sky red, a fiery red color, giving people a feeling of hope and light.
"Today is a sunny day." Su Luo laughed.
Su Luo had been busy all night. She had no sleep all night. She was busy with treatment all night, and her spiritual and spiritual power was exhausted again and again. Su Luo's face was extremely pale, but her eyes were brighter than ever before.
Nangong Liuyun reached out and touched Su Luo's pale face, with a hint of distress in his eyes.
Su Luo raised her little face, with a smile in her clear eyes: "I worked hard all night last night and saved people for so many years. When I saw the first ray of morning light just now, I had some insights."