"Please believe in the goddess of care. When you feel helpless, the goddess will selflessly guide you." Jiang Junming tried his best to speak in the gentlest tone. In such a world, using science to explain it means that you are uncomfortable for yourself. Instead, using these nonsense words to explain it, the best effect is.

The woman seemed to be moved, holding the child in both hands and put it in front of Jiang Junming.

The child was only about three years old, with a pale face and a dead breath. His lips were so white that he was scary, his whole body was covered with dehydrated folds, and his skin was dry and gray.

Jiang Junming gently lifted the child's head, put a small bottle of refreshing potion on the child's lips, and fed it little by little. The child could no longer swallow it, and the refreshing potion began to overflow from the corner of his mouth. Jiang Junming signaled the person behind him to help him help the child's head, freeing up his left hand to pinch the child's nose.

Jiang Junming carefully fed the child a refreshing potion. Because the nasal cavity was pinched, the child's breathing was not smooth and he began to breathe with his mouth. The refreshing potion in one mouthful entered the esophagus along the throat and slowly flowed into the stomach.

Just like the patients in the yard in front of the Goddess Temple, as the refreshing potion was drunk, the child's face immediately became rosy, his limbs began to kick vigorously, his eyes opened, and when he saw Jiang Junming's strange face, the child was a little scared and cried out with a wow.

A crying sounded like a magical power. The woman who was already numb and like a walking corpse was stunned when she heard the crying of the child. Her hands were trembling and she wanted to touch the child, but she didn't dare. She was afraid that it was an illusion she had. But when she saw that the child was already moving, the crying sounded louder and louder, the woman also cried out.

Jiang Junming finished feeding a small bottle of refreshing potion. He gently touched the child's head and handed the child over to the woman.

It was like having a nightmare. The most important child for the woman had just "dead" but came back to life in the hands of a young man who claimed to be a priest. The woman never imagined that even if it happened to her, she did not realize that it was real. The child struggled desperately in her arms and wanted to hug her. Subconsciously picked up the child, feeling that a living life was moving in her arms. As she cried, the woman realized that everything was real.

"Thank you..." The woman was so excited that she couldn't even say a word. She only said one word and hugged the child and burst into tears.

"This is a gift for caring for the goddess. Thank you for your selfless help." Jiang Junming finished speaking. He clapped his hands and looked at the man's bitten wound. It was nothing serious, so he took the man away.

A young man who followed Jiang Junming to treat others said, "Go to the temple where the goddess cares for the goddess to pray. There are many people there, which is safer."

After saying that, he hurriedly followed Jiang Junming. He asked him to stay here, and he felt scared no matter how he stayed here. It seemed that Jiang Junming's thin body was filled with the power of the goddess' gift. Only by following Jiang Junming can he feel an inexplicable sense of security.

Jiang Junming didn't know that in the eyes of others, he had become a support for many people. He didn't think of anything. He just walked in front, searching for people who needed to be rescued, and letting the young and strong men who came out with him buried their bodies.

At this time, the perception ability after being transformed by the light brain played a huge role. After Jiang Junming got used to it, he let his followers go in and buried directly. In the place with sound, he went in and started to treat it himself. Patients after patient were rescued from the embrace of the god of death, and his eyes were either grateful or confused as he watched Jiang Junming leave in a hurry.

"What are you doing!" Suddenly a fearful voice came over. Jiang Junming heard the voice of someone who was following him to rescue the patient. He hurriedly ran to the direction of the sound, not knowing what was going on there.

Not far away, Jiang Junming ran over quickly. Several people who followed him stood in the alley and retreated step by step. An old man in front of him waved a hatchet in his hand, shouting wildly: "You all are dead, and you are still coming to steal things. Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Jiang Junming did not hesitate when he saw this situation. The hatchet that the old man was waving randomly seemed to him as weak. He snatched his body and punched the old man's pulse door holding the hatchet. Jiang Junming didn't want to hurt the old man. He didn't use any strength to punch this punch, but just knocked the hatchet off and didn't cause any harm.

Then Jiang Junming signaled the others to hold the old man down and asked, "How is it inside?"

"I didn't see clearly, it seems that someone is still alive." said a man who followed Jiang Junming.

"Go in and take a look." Jiang Junming didn't waste time and invited others to go in. This time, the person who followed Jiang Junming out to rescue had experience and cut the old man's arms behind him. One of them felt sorry for the old man and said, "This is the little priest who cares about the goddess temple. We are following the little priest to treat the patient."

"The goddess of care? Bah!" The old man spat and cursed, "You liars must die a good death. I don't think I know? They came to steal things and even attack God's name. Look at what good people can you be when you block your face!"

The people who followed Jiang Junming came out were also helpless. Their dress seemed to be so strong that they covered their faces and kicked the door open and went in to grab things. Hearing the old man's words, Jiang Junming smiled bitterly. Without chemical protection suits, they could only use this simplest method to prevent the invasion of bacteria on the human body. They do not look like they are good people, but what are the solutions?

Jiang Junming walked in quickly and saw a young man lying on the hospital bed. Jiang Junming walked to the bed, sat down and put his finger on the young man's wrist.

The pulse was weak, but the man was still alive. The bed was full of vomit. It seemed that the young man vomited again when his father mistakenly thought he was a robber. Jiang Junming didn't care about the filth, helped the young man up and fed the small bottle of refreshing potion.

Seeing Jiang Junming sitting on the bed, the old man yelled angrily, "Don't touch my son, don't touch..." The veins on his forehead were bulging high, and he stared at Jiang Junming with a ferocious expression.

"Old man, don't be excited." Jiang Junming said lightly, "We are not robbers, nor are we liars. I am the priest who cares about the church and are here to save you."

"What else do you want to do!" The old man didn't believe what Jiang Junming said at all, and scolded loudly, but the roaring sound became smaller and lighter, and he was stunned by the end and couldn't say anything standing there.

The young man woke up after drinking the refreshing potion and whispered: "Water, I want to drink water."

Although this sentence is very soft, it has another meaning when it hears the ears of the people present. The god of death is discouraged, and life is continued under the gift of the goddess of care. People who follow Jiang Junming see more of this scene, but every time they see it, they feel more pious about the goddess of care. Some people think in their hearts that after the treatment, they will definitely convert to the church of the goddess of care and pray devoutly.

The old man still couldn't believe it. Although the two people behind him had let go of their hands, he still maintained his posture just now and said suspiciously: "Are you really here to treat us? Who are you?"

Jiang Junming smiled on his face, gently placed the young man in his arms on the hospital bed, stood up and walked to the old man, patted his shoulder, and said gently: "Don't have any doubts about the gift of caring for the goddess. I am the priest who cares for the goddess, and now I preside over the temple of care for the goddess of care in Twilight City. By the way, remember to boil some hot water for the patient to drink, and it must boil."

After saying that, Jiang Junming took the people away.

At such a young age, he claimed to be the presidency of a temple. The old man looked at Jiang Junming's thin back in confusion. Is there such a small priest? He also presided over a temple? He has been doing business for many years and has traveled to many cities. The old man has seen many temples. The youngest priest in each temple is about forty years old. This young man is probably only in his teens. How dare he say that he presided over a temple!

But his son "resurrected from the dead" happened in front of him, and the old man could not believe it. The last person saw the old man looking at Jiang Junming's back away in confusion, and said with a smile: "The little priest is indeed very powerful and has saved many people. I advise you to go to the goddess' temple as soon as possible, as it is safe."

The goddess of care? Did he really bring down the grace of divine beings? When the old man saw Jiang Junming and his group disappear, he realized after a while. He really encountered a "miracle". A young priest seemed to have fallen from the sky, walked to him, and selflessly saved his son. This is not a miracle, what else can it be?

The old man looked at his son with tears in his eyes, knelt in front of the hospital bed, closed his hands, placed them on his chest, and said piously: "Thank you for the care goddess for the treatment, thank you for the care goddess for the treatment."

Jiang Junming felt a little regretful. In such an era, the sudden outbreak of the epidemic was difficult to control. Even if the body was buried and quicklime was disinfected, these methods could only make the subsequent epidemic lighter and could not be completely controlled. If there were enough herbs, dilute the refreshing potion he had refined and sprayed with a sprayer, so that he could achieve complete control. And the most important thing was to clean the water source, but the entire Twilight City had been controlled by the force of the city council, and the herbs he could find were refined into refreshing potions. Even if these potions were cured, let alone disinfection.

Alas, it would be great if there were more resources, Jiang Junming thought helplessly.

There are some things you know but can’t do at all. This feeling is helpless. Forget it, do as much as you can, and save as many people as you can. (To be continued...)
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