Chapter 1628: Saving the World

Diamond Q, Heart J, Club J.

These three were specifically brought in from other places by Chen Ling during his "conference call" with Liu Qingyan that morning.

Since he had promised Li Qingshan to help look for clues about the Turbid Disaster, Chen Ling naturally had to keep his word. However, even if he could sense the flow of the Turbid Disaster's aura, he couldn't run around the entire realm himself, eliminating possibilities one by one... Not to mention, the Jinghong Tower needed someone to guard it; he couldn't have both him and Li Qingshan out busy, leaving a critically ill Kong Baosheng home alone.

Because they were facing an existence at the level of the Turbid Disaster, even if the opponent was severely injured and extremely weak, it was not something ordinary members could handle. It was only after careful consideration that Chen Ling selected these three.

Actually, in terms of combat power alone, the senior brothers and sisters would certainly be the best choice, but they needed to stay behind to guard the main base of the Theater Dao Ancient Treasury and could not be easily dispatched. Bai Ye was also guarding Chu Muyun and could not leave. Among the members closer to the Cangyun Realm, Diamond Q was good at controlling the overall situation, Heart J had astonishing combat power, and Club J was a master of hiding and running away, making them undoubtedly the best candidates.

"Put your weapons away." Chen Ling said with some helplessness. "Look at you all... dyeing your hair, half-naked, tattoos... be sharp later, don't scare the child."

Although his current identity was no longer a secret, Chen Ling still didn't want Kong Baosheng to get too deeply involved with the Twilight Society. The child was already suffering enough from his illness; the less he knew about other things, the better.

Hearing this, Diamond Q raised an eyebrow, immediately let down her tied-up light cyan hair to cover the tattoo on her neck, and then turned to look at Heart J beside her.

"Lord Red King says you don't look like a good person."

Heart J: ???

Veins bulged on the back of Heart J's hand, his grip on the sword hilt looking as if he could no longer restrain himself, and all the gold ornaments on his body began to jingle softly.

"That's enough. Later, I'll give you a rough map of the Turbid Disaster's aura movement, and you'll split up to search... Once you reach the location, dig up a handful of the local soil and bring it back to me."

"Understood."

The three figures dispersed rapidly.

Chen Ling walked step by step to the front of the theater and gently pushed open the tightly closed door. The gray, hazy sunlight spilled in, casting his tall, profound shadow onto the floor of the theater...

He looked into the distance, lost in thought.

……

"Son!"

"Son!!"

"Have you heard? There's a divine doctor holding clinic at the medical hall, treating people!"

The hunched mother shook A-Qiang, who was dozing on the bed, with great effort, her tone somewhat excited. "Go take a look quickly. It seems he only sees mild cases... My old arms and legs probably can't be cured, but you and Xiao Sheng should be able to get in line!"

A-Qiang, who was feeling a bit dizzy from a fever, was shaken awake by his mother. After being dazed for a moment, he immediately got up to put on his clothes.

"Mom, let's go together!"

"He says he only treats mild cases... but what if he can treat you too?"

Without further ado, A-Qiang put on his clothes, carried his mother on his back, and then woke up his younger brother Xiao Sheng, who had been blind since birth, from the next room, supporting him as they walked toward the street.

There were many people on the street, presumably all having heard the name of that divine doctor and going to seek treatment... However, the city defense teams were everywhere on the streets now, conducting checks from time to time and persuading those scattered, critically ill figures walking from their homes to go back.

A-Qiang had walked two blocks and hadn't even seen the gate of the medical hall before he was stopped by a tall Dragon-Twisting Warrior.

"Mr. Han only sees mild cases now. Is that your mother on your back? Let the old lady go back and rest first. Don't struggle out here... no matter how long you struggle, you won't be seen today."

A-Qiang wanted to argue further, but his mother's condition clearly didn't fall into the category of mild cases. After some back and forth, there was still no opening whatsoever.

The current Cangyun government directly stifled the possibility of trouble before the public could even reach Mr. Han, so even if the critically ill had grievances, they couldn't gather together. If they couldn't see Mr. Han, let alone cause trouble...

"A-Qiang, you take your brother and go... If you're any later, you won't be able to get in line."

In the end, his mother couldn't get close to that street, and only A-Qiang took his brother and entered the long queue.

With heads bobbing, A-Qiang hadn't seen so many people on the street for a long time. He held his brother's hand tightly, following the people in front while looking left and right to see how much longer it would take for it to be their turn.

Just then, a familiar figure caught his attention.

"Dr. Jia?!"

At the front of the crowd, Dr. Jia seemed to hear the call and looked back in confusion.

"It's you... A-Qiang."

"Dr. Jia, why are you in line too?" A-Qiang asked in surprise.

"Me? I'm here to find the Divine Doctor Han and learn some medical skills." Dr. Jia saw him holding his brother, hesitated for a moment, and then waved. "Come, come to my spot; the line moves faster here."

"Ah? What about you, Dr. Jia?"

"I don't need to see a doctor, so it's not urgent to wait in the back."

Dr. Jia stepped out of the queue, gave his spot to A-Qiang and his brother, and then followed along the side, curiously looking toward the medical hall as well.

A-Qiang was very grateful to Dr. Jia. "Dr. Jia, thank you... The medicine you gave my mother last time made her feel better after she drank it... However, her condition seems to have relapsed a bit recently, so I might have to ask you to take a look when you have time."

"Hmm, sure thing."

Just as the two were chatting, the queue moved forward, and they could see the full view of the medical hall...

They saw Tu Tian standing in front of the medical hall with his arms crossed, sharply sizing up everyone in front of him, as if he were ready to strike if anyone tried to cut in line or do anything against Mr. Han. Just by standing there, he exerted an invisible deterrent on the people in line.

Finally, the queue reached A-Qiang and his brother's position. As they entered the medical hall, they saw a figure whose complexion was as weak as white paper sitting in the center...

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..."

"Come... come closer."

As Mr. Han beckoned, A-Qiang immediately brought his brother forward. The former grabbed his hand, closed his eyes, and seemed to be carefully sensing something.

Streams of mysterious, warm-colored light surged into A-Qiang's body. The original dizziness gradually faded, and his heavy body became light again. He hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time!

A-Qiang felt incredibly amazed. A few seconds later, Mr. Han released his hand and looked at the brother to the side...

"This is..."

"Divine Doctor! This is my brother! His eyes have been bad since he was little! And now he's caught the illness... Please, Divine Doctor, help him!" A-Qiang almost kowtowed to Mr. Han.

"Mr. Han is here to treat illnesses this time, not to look at eyes. Take your brother and go back." The student behind Mr. Han immediately spoke up.

Just as A-Qiang was at a loss, Mr. Han gazed at the blind brother... For a moment, he seemed to be reminded of the boy in the theater who was also blind.

After a long while, he sighed softly...

"Forget it."

"Let your brother come forward too."