Chen Zhao hurried to Madam Peter's manor.
The butler immediately brought him to Madam Peter's bedroom.
When Chen Zhao entered the room, a horrible stench assaulted his nostrils.
The butler was prepared, but he still couldn't help but stop at the door.
Chen Zhao turned around and glanced at the butler. The butler pointed at Madam Peter on the bed.
"Mr. Chen, Madam is on the bed. I hope you can save her."
Chen Zhao endured the stench and walked to the bed. He lifted the blanket to take a look, and his expression changed slightly.
There was an obvious wound on Madam Peter's abdomen. The stench was coming from the wound.
The wound was completely rotten. "What caused this?" Chen Zhao asked.
"Someone came to visit," the butler said. "She told me to leave, but when I found her again, she was already lying on the ground. The person was gone too."
"Why didn't you call an ambulance?"
"Madam didn't allow it."
Chen Zhao could feel traces of magic seeping out from the wound on Madam Peter's abdomen.
The wound wasn't caused by a regular sharp object.
He had to stop the rot first. If it continued, Madam Peter would die from sepsis.
Chen Zhao first gave Mrs. Peter an anti-inflammatory drug and an antibiotic.
Madam Peter must have been infected with voodoo at the same time when she was hurt.
But voodoo was actually a virus, so the antibiotic was still very effective.
Of course, Chen Zhao also purified the wound to prevent the virus from worsening the wound.
Then he took out utensils and a scalpel to scrape the rotten flesh for Madam Peter.
Chen Zhao used a spell on Madam Peter to make her sleep temporarily.
For this, he used some crystallization potion.
"Burn the rotten flesh," Chen Zhao said to the butler.
The butler covered his nose and carried the utensils out.
After a while, Madam Peter opened her eyes slightly.
She was still very weak.
However, she still had a kind expression on her face.
"Mr. Chen … I thought the next time I saw you would be in the middle of a sunny afternoon."
"Actually, this isn't bad," Chen Zhao said, smiling.
Although the rotten flesh had been removed from Madam Peter's wound, a large piece of skin on her abdomen was gone.
Chen Zhao was still treating the wound. He pulled the skin on the side over and sewed it up.
"How do you feel now?"
"Very bad."
"It's very bad, but it's a good thing." Chen Zhao's tone was gentle. "If you don't feel anything, that's the real bad thing."
Chen Zhao chatted with Mrs. Peter while treating her.
Then, he took out some alcohol and cleaned the wound.
A conscious patient was actually safer than a comatose one.
"Tell me, who dares to hurt such a charming lady?"
Mrs. Peter suddenly became frightened. "That's not God's messenger … That's the devil's apostle …"
Chen Zhao didn't expect Mrs. Peter to be so agitated. He quickly comforted her.
However, Mrs. Peter's words reminded him of what Mrs. Peter had said before.
She used to call the person who healed her legs the messenger of God.
"That furry hand, that's not a human hand …"
"The one who hurt you?"
"He's not human … he's not human. He took out a bead from my stomach, a bloody bead. That bead was alive."
Beads? Chen Zhao frowned.
Was it Mrs. Peter's imagination?
Or was it true?
Chen Zhao wasn't sure, but if Madam Peter wasn't wrong, Chen Zhao had to be careful.
That person might've put the bead in her body when treating her.
A while later, the housekeeper returned to the house.
Chen Zhao walked to the housekeeper and whispered, "You need to take Mrs. Peter to the hospital for a more thorough examination."
"Okay, Mr. Chen." The housekeeper put a stack of cash in Chen Zhao's hand.
Chen Zhao nodded and turned to look at Mrs. Peter. "Madam, is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Young man, thank you."
Chen Zhao looked at the money in his hand and shook his head with a bitter smile.
God won't protect me.
Compared to God, I should be closer to the demon she's afraid of.
"The person God should protect the most is you, madam. Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Before Chen Zhao left, he received a phone call.
It was from David.
"Hey, David."
"Chen, are you free? Do me a favor. "
"Yes." Chen Zhao wouldn't hesitate if David wanted to help.
His woman had helped him many times.
"I'll give you an address. Come here immediately, okay?"
"Okay."
Chen Zhao hurried to the address David gave him.
This was an old neighborhood. The residential buildings along the street were all five or six stories tall. They didn't have elevators.
Because of the design flaw, the lighting was very bad.
The corridor was dark, and the lights in the corridor were very dim.
The people living here were all poor.
Before Chen Zhao reached his floor, he could already hear the howls.
Chen Zhao sped up. When he reached the sixth floor, he saw a few onlookers crowding at the door.
"Excuse me," Chen Zhao called.
Hearing Chen Zhao's voice, David pushed through the crowd.
"Chen, you're finally here."
Chen Zhao didn't reminisce with David. He could already hear the howls from the room.
As soon as Chen Zhao entered, he saw a familiar person.
"Why are you here?" Chen Zhao frowned at the priest before him.
"Chen, do you know him?" David said. "He's here to exorcise the child."
The priest was none other than Bruce, the old priest that Chen Zhao had met when he was eradicating Satanism in San Francisco.
When Bruce saw Chen Zhao, he was also shocked. "Mr. Chen."
Chen Zhao glanced at the girl whose limbs were tied up on the bed. This should be a Latina family.
"You're exorcising a child here?"
"Uh … Yes."
"David, send the parents out and close the door."
Chen Zhao sat beside the bed and pressed the agitated child back onto the bed.
As soon as Chen Zhao pulled off the blanket, a horrible stench assaulted his face.
Instantly, Chen Zhao's expression darkened.
"Who did this?"
"I heard from the child's parents that the child used to suffer from severe epilepsy, but later, someone said that he could cure the child's illness on the condition that the child couldn't participate in any activities related to sports. After that, the child didn't have any relapses for more than two years, but today, that person came again and said that he wanted to spend some time with the child alone. When the child's parents entered the room again, they found that something had happened to the child."
This situation was exactly the same as Mrs. Peter's.
"Mr. Chen, is he bewitched?" Bruce asked carefully.
Chen Zhao started treating the child. At the same time, he looked up at Bruce. "Why are you here?"
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