But... people immediately became panicked. What did they do just now? The believers of the goddess of care who insulted the disease? They seemed to push him and beat him. If they really beat the thin boy to death, would the goddess of care be punished by divine punishment?

Even if he had nothing to do, it would be a great thing if he had just suspected the concern for the goddess, if he had said it seriously, especially in the current environment.

Jiang Junming separated the crowd and walked to the woman sitting on the ground. He tested the child's pulse. His pulse had become strong. Although he was still weak, it was probably caused by severe dehydration in the body. As long as he could continue to replenish water and take care of his care in the future, the child's life should be saved.

After letting go of his heart, Jiang Junming felt joy in his heart. As long as he could accomplish anything, everything would be fine. As for the grievances he had just suffered, Jiang Junming didn't care at all, and had even forgotten them.

"Remember to feed the child some warm water, and do not feed too much each time. Do not eat dry food. It is best to drink some rice soup. It will recover in a few days." Jiang Junming's face had the smile of the past, as if nothing had happened just now. He was just treating a doctor and curing a patient, and said softly.

"Thank you." The woman sitting on the ground raised her head with tears on her face.

After checking the child's body, Jiang Junming became confident while being happy. He looked at the mother of the child sitting on the ground and said, "Don't thank me, please thank the goddess of care."

After hearing what Jiang Junming said, the child's mother seemed to have a dream. She knelt on the ground with her child in her arms as if she had just woken up, praying devoutly in the direction of the Goddess of Care. Although her posture was not standard, it was so conspicuous in the yard full of patients. Although the prayer was not loud, it flowed in everyone's hearts like a clear stream, eliminating anger and the fear that had been lingering around.

"Sir, please save my child."

"It's really useful! That's not a refreshing potion, it must be as the little priest said. It's a gift for caring for the goddess."

"We have saved it, we have saved it!"

Everyone in the yard was talking excitedly, and even the eyes of those patients infected with the cholera virus showed a hint of vitality.

While Jiang Junming arranged for the old women and the orphans to find clean bottles and put the refreshing potion on one patient after another to drink, he asked an old woman to go to the market to buy Morinda and slag grass. Since the refreshing potion is useful, this large bottle of refreshing potion is not enough for people gathered in the yard to take it, so more refreshing potions must be refined.

People are constantly being cured. As more and more people's condition improves and their lives are saved, the sound of devout prayer is like a trickle of water gathering into a stream, and the sound is getting louder and louder.

Amid the sound of devout prayer, the holy emblem in the Temple of Care for Goddess began to shine with white light. However, there was no one in the temple now. The old women and orphans living in the temple were helping Jiang Junming treat patients suffering from infectious diseases. The white light in the empty temple was flashing like starlight, and the sound of prayer coming from the yard became brighter.

"The energy was detected and is being replenished." The sound of Guangming suddenly came from Jiang Junming's ears. The sound of Guangming was a little weak, as if he had a serious illness. He just got a little bit earlier, and said to Jiang Junming weakly.

The light brain is no longer as lively and humanized as last night, but it seems to be exhausted. Jiang Junming was a little dark and didn't know how many pathogenic bacteria were. The light brain actively defended and consumed the high-quality energy that had just been absorbed into this way.

There was no sound coming from outside in Priest Ilaina's room, and it was as quiet as if it was falling to the ground and a needle could be heard. Priest Ilaina was lying on the bed, as quiet as if she was dead.

Suddenly, his slightly closed eyes opened, and a look of surprise appeared on the tired face of Master Ilaina. It seemed that he had noticed something. Although he was extremely tired, he still couldn't hide his surprise.

Jiang Junming didn't know what Ilaina felt, nor did he know that the holy emblem in the temple emitted a white light. After saying a word, Guangna stopped talking, and seemed to be silently absorbing energy. Although Guangna did not say high-quality energy this time, it could also be absorbed. Jiang Junming didn't have time to think about more things, and the large bottle of spiritual replenishment in his hand had already seen the bottom. According to Jiang Junming's arrangement, he would first treat patients who were seriously ill and dying.

When the old woman who went to buy herbs came back, Jiang Junming continued to refine the refreshing potion. Although the slightly lighter patients and their relatives were anxious, they did not dare to make trouble when they saw that Jiang Junming's potion could indeed cure the disease, but they just prayed piously, hoping that the goddess of care would forgive the mistakes she had just made and cure her disease.

After people nearby learned that the temple where the goddess caring for the goddess was treating patients, many people rushed over one after another. The gangsters Jiang Junming met yesterday were looking around at the door of the temple, wanting to come in, but they were afraid of something.

Jiang Junming noticed the expressions of the hooligans and felt a little funny. Jiang Junming naturally knew what these people were thinking. He waved to the hooligans, and Jiang Junming signaled them to come in. The hooligan who was supporting his companion saw Jiang Junming waving, was stunned for a moment, and hesitated but still didn't dare to come in.

Seeing them like this, Jiang Junming smiled helplessly and walked towards the door.

The hooligan who was infected with cholera was one of the few hooligans who were knocked down by Jiang Junming yesterday. Seeing Jiang Junming coming over, he subconsciously felt that the place where he was beaten yesterday twitched. The hooligan thought that Jiang Junming was going to drive him away, but he didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't even see Jiang Junming's expression clearly, so he helped his companion turn around and ran away.

"Not cured?" Jiang Junming asked with a smile.

Well? Yes, I brought my companions to treat the disease. The gangster was stuck and hesitated. The companions he supported were already in danger, and he began to react to illness. If I really left the temple of the goddess of care, would I have to find a place to die? Let's fight.

"Please, save us." The hooligan stopped running away, but supported his companions and begged Jiang Junming.

"Come in, sit aside, wait honestly. Don't ask me, this is the gift of caring for the goddess." Jiang Junming said with a smile when he saw that the hooligan would not escape, but begged him.

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