📖 I'm Not a Movie God Chapter 1629: Treatment
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Chapter 1629: Treatment

2026-10-03 · 👁 1 views · 1,255 words · ~5 min read · chapter 1633 of 1928

Dr. Jia saw A-Qiang leading his brother out of the medical hall, and a flash of surprise crossed his mind.

"So fast?"

"Dr. Jia!!" A-Qiang came to Dr. Jia, ecstatic. "Dr. Jia, that divine doctor is truly amazing. The illness I had is completely gone... and he even cured my brother's eyes!"

"He even cured your brother??"

Dr. Jia looked at the brother to the side in surprise. After all, they all lived in the same neighborhood, and he knew the child had been blind since birth. He had assumed the divine doctor was only there to treat mild cases; he hadn't expected him to cure even an eye ailment that had been present since birth...

And not long after A-Qiang brought his brother out, Tu Tian at the door seemed to receive a signal and said to the people waiting in line behind:

"Mr. Han is tired today. Everyone, please come back tomorrow in the order you are currently lined up."

Dr. Jia, who was almost next in line, was slightly stunned.

A burst of unwilling clamor immediately erupted from the queue.

However, under the dispersal of Tu Tian and the Dragon-Twisting Warriors, the crowd dispersed, waiting to come back for treatment tomorrow. After saying goodbye to Dr. Jia, A-Qiang took his brother and ran home quickly.

"Mom!! I'm back!"

"Mom!!!"

A-Qiang opened the door to their home and saw his mother sitting by the bed, weakly knitting a sweater. Seeing the two return, she immediately stood up:

"You're back? How was it? Did the divine doctor cure you both??"

"He cured us, Mom! He even cured Xiao Sheng's eyes!!"

His mother froze for a moment. Before she could recover, Xiao Sheng threw himself directly into her arms, his eyes, filled with tears, looking up at his mother's face...

"Mom... I can see you, Mom." Xiao Sheng's voice was choked with sobs.

His mother's body began to tremble slightly.

Two lines of hot tears rolled down her wrinkled cheeks. She opened her mouth, but couldn't say a single word.

Her younger son's eye ailment had always been a knot in her heart. It was because she hadn't taken care of her health during pregnancy; it was because she had let her child be born as what others called a disabled person... She had fantasized about this day countless times in her dreams, but when it actually happened, she was afraid it was just another dream.

His mother hugged her younger son tightly. "Xiao Sheng... Mommy is sorry for you. From now on, Mommy won't let you suffer any more grievances."

After an unknown amount of time, his mother released the child and stumbled toward the door...

"Mother, where are you going?" A-Qiang immediately followed, wanting to support her.

But his mother waved off A-Qiang's support. She stood at her own doorway, facing the direction of the medical hall, and fell to her knees with a thud... then she pressed her palms together and kowtowed devoutly.

"Thank you, Divine Doctor!"

"Thank you, Divine Doctor!!"

"Thank you, Divine Doctor..."

……

Stone Field.

"Cangyun seems really lively today."

The farmer sat at the edge of the stone field, eating the canned food in his hand in large bites, his gaze looking toward the city area.

"Mr. Han treated 183 patients today." Tu Tian, who had just finished his shift at the medical hall and rushed over to work part-time delivering food, spoke at the right moment. "183 patients, all restored to health, and most of them are young and strong. It not only relieved the personnel pressure in the realm but also gave many families hope again... In short, the name of the Divine Doctor has spread throughout Cangyun once more."

"Truly impressive." The butcher to the side nodded slightly. "If he could stay in Cangyun for a while longer, perhaps he could really change this era."

"If the plague could really be solved, then the next biggest problem would be food..."

The farmer carried his hoe, his gaze looking beneath the stone field at the barren Cangyun soil.

"As long as we can kill the Turbid Disaster, everything still has a chance."

"But until now, the location of the Turbid Disaster still hasn't been determined."

"Because it has been moving." The farmer said with certainty. "However, even so, its location is not impossible to predict... Lord Cangyun can predict the weather, and I can sense the earth. We have already roughly locked onto its location."

Hearing this, Tu Tian's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked:

"Then when are we taking action?"

"Tomorrow."

The farmer finished the last bite of canned food, set it aside, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "Tonight, we will make preparations in the vicinity in advance to prevent it from escaping again... Tomorrow, we'll send it to see the King of Hell."

"No need to come deliver food tomorrow, kid." The butcher patted Tu Tian on the shoulder. "Take good care of Mr. Han; we'll handle the rest."

Tu Tian nodded heavily:

"Understood."

Just as they were speaking,

No one noticed that in the cracks of the stone field... a tiny, emerald-green seedling the size of a pinky finger, as if invaded by some force, was drained of all its vitality in an instant, withering visibly to the naked eye.

After withering, the seedling looked exactly like a dark yellow, fleshy tumor ear.

……

Jinghong Tower.

Dim starlight twinkled in the sky. At this moment, the realm seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, dark and quiet.

Beams of faint candlelight shone through the windows of Jinghong Tower. Chen Ling, wearing a red-bottomed, black-patterned opera robe, sat quietly at the table, looking at the handfuls of soil before him, lost in thought...

"Is this all of it?"

"Yes." Diamond Q nodded slightly. "We have followed your route and brought back the soil from several locations, corresponding to the eight directions."

Chen Ling rubbed the handfuls of soil in front of him with his fingertips, as if carefully sensing something.

The Turbid Disaster itself is a plant; as long as it passes through the earth, it will definitely leave behind an aura. Chen Ling's body had been partially assimilated by the Turbid Disaster, so his perception of it was extremely keen. Through the soil in front of him, he could roughly lock onto the current range of the Turbid Disaster.

None...

None.

Not this one either...

Chen Ling had tested seven handfuls of soil in a row. When he pinched the last wisp of soil, he let out a soft "huh."

"Which direction is this from?"

Club J immediately responded, "This is the soil from six kilometers southeast of the realm."

Chen Ling narrowed his eyes, carefully examining the wisp of soil in his hand. The aura in the soil passed through his skin and wandered into the residual Turbid Disaster seeds in his flesh. Sure enough, it was able to trigger a reaction...

However...

Chen Ling's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Just then, a knock on the door sounded from outside.

A sharp glint flashed in Heart J's eyes, and he picked up his sword to walk toward the door, but Chen Ling stopped him... He waved his hand to signal the three to stay put, and he went up to open the door of the building himself.

He saw Li Qingshan standing in the night outside the door, looking at Chen Ling, and speaking with some excitement:

"Brother Chen!! We've found the location of the Turbid Disaster!!"

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