Chen Zhao rushed to Mrs. Peter's manor.

The housekeeper immediately took Chen Zhao to Mrs. Peter's bedroom.

When Chen Zhao entered the room, a foul stinking came to his face.

The housekeeper was prepared, but he still couldn't help but stop in front of the door.

Chen Zhao looked back at the butler, who pointed at Mrs. Peter on the bed.

"Mr. Chen, the wife is on the bed. I hope you can save the wife."

Chen Zhao endured the stench and walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and glanced at it, his face slightly changed.

There was a clear wound on Mrs. Peter's abdomen, and the stench was emitted from the wound.

The wound has been completely corrupt, Chen Zhao asked: "What caused this?"

The housekeeper said, "A man came to visit my wife. The wife asked me to leave at that time, but when I found my wife again, she was already lying on the ground and the man was gone."

"Why don't you call an ambulance?"

"Madam, don't let me."

Chen Zhao felt the wound on Mrs. Peter's abdomen seeping out a trace of magic.

This wound is not caused by an ordinary sharp weapon.

The first thing to do is to stop rotting. If it continues, Mrs. Peter will die directly due to septic symptoms.

Chen Zhao first gave Mrs. Peter an anti-inflammatory drug and an antibiotic.

Mrs. Peter should have been hurt and was also infected with magic voodoo.

However, voodoo actually belongs to the virus category, so antibiotics are still very effective.

Of course, in addition to this, Chen Zhao also purified the wound to prevent the wound from continuing to worsen the wound.

Then Chen Zhao took out the vessel and scalpel and scraped the rotten meat for Mrs. Peter.

Chen Zhao used a magic to Mrs. Peter to let her sleep for a short time.

To this end, Chen Zhao used a little more crystallization potion.

"Take the carrot to burn it." Chen Zhao said to the butler.

The butler covered his nose and took it out with the utensils.

After half the salary, Mrs. Peter opened her eyes slightly.

She is still very weak at this moment.

But her face still had a bit of kindness.

"Mr. Chen... I originally thought... when I saw you again, it would be a sunny afternoon."

"Actually, this is not bad." Chen Zhao said with a smile.

Although Mrs. Peter's wounds were cleared from the rotten flesh, a large piece of skin on her abdomen was almost gone.

Chen Zhao is still stepping up the treatment of the wound and pulling the skin next to him to suture it.

"How are you feeling now?"

“Very bad.”

"It's very bad, this is a good thing." Chen Zhao's tone was gentle: "If you don't feel it, that's the real bad thing."

Chen Zhao treated her while chatting with Mrs. Peter.

Then he took out alcohol and cleaned the wound.

A conscious patient is actually safer than a coma patient.

"Tell me, who dares to hurt such a charming lady."

Mrs. Peter suddenly became frightened: "That is not the messenger of God...that is the apostle of the demon..."

Chen Zhao didn't expect Mrs. Peter to become so excited and quickly comforted her.

However, Mrs. Peter's words reminded Chen Zhao of what Mrs. Peter said.

She once called the man who healed her legs a messenger of God.

"That furry hand, that's not a human hand..."

"Is it the one who hurts you?"

"He is not a human... not a human. He took out a bead from my belly, a bloody bead, and that bead is alive."

Beads? Chen Zhao frowned.

Is it Mrs. Peter's illusion?

Or is it true?

Chen Zhao couldn't be sure, but if Mrs. Peter read it right.

Then it may be that the person put the beads in her body during treatment.

Soon, the housekeeper returned to the house.

Chen Zhao walked to the butler and whispered: "You need to take Mrs. Peter to the hospital and have a careful examination."

"Okay, Mr. Chen." The housekeeper placed a stack of cash in Chen Zhao's hand.

Chen Zhao nodded and looked back at Mrs. Peter: "Madam, is there anything else I need to serve?"

"Young man, thank you."

Chen Zhao glanced at the money in his hand, shook his head with a wry smile.

God will not bless me.

Compared to God, I should be closer to the demon she fears.

"The person God should protect the most is you, ma'am, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Before Chen Zhao could go out, he received a call.

David's call.

"Hey, David."

"Chen, are you free? Do me a favor."

"Yes." David wanted to help, and Chen Zhao would not hesitate at all.

His woman has helped him a lot.

"I'll give you an address, can you come here right now?"

"good."

Chen Zhao rushed to the address given by David.

This is an old community, and the residential buildings along the street are all old-fashioned five or six-story buildings, and there is no elevator.

Due to design defects, the lighting is very poor.

It was dark in the corridor, and the lights in the corridor were also very dim.

All the people living here are poor.

Before Chen Zhao could reach the floor he was going to, he could hear howls.

Chen Zhao accelerated his pace. When he arrived at the sixth floor, he saw a doorway crowding with several onlookers.

"Please give in." Chen Zhao shouted.

David heard Chen Zhao's voice and pushed the crowd away from it.

"Chen, you're finally here."

Chen Zhao did not reminisce about David, he had already heard the screams coming from the room.

As soon as Chen Zhao entered the room, he saw an acquaintance.

"Why are you here?" Chen Zhao frowned and looked at the priest in front of him.

"Chan, do you know him? He is here to exorcize this child." David said.

This priest is nothing else, it is the old priest Bruce whom Chen Zhao met when he eradicated Satanism in San Francisco.

When Bruce saw Chen Zhao, he was also shocked: "Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhao looked at the girl with limbs tied on the bed. This family should be a Latino family.

"Are you exorcizing your children here?"

“Uh…yes.”

"David, please let the children's parents go out and close the door."

Chen Zhao sat down beside the bed and pressed the manic child back to the bed.

As soon as Chen Zhao pulled open the sheet, a foul stinking came to his face.

In an instant, Chen Zhao's face slightly sank.

"Who did this?"

"I heard from the child's parents that the child had severe epilepsy, but later someone said that he could cure the child's illness, but the condition was that the child could not go to any exercise-related activities. In the next two years, the child had not been sick. But today the person came again and said that he wanted to spend a while with the child. When the child's parents entered the room again, they found that something had happened to the child."

This situation is exactly the same as what Mrs. Peter had encountered.

"Mr. Chen, is he accused of evil?" Bruce asked carefully.

Chen Zhao began to treat the child, and looked up at Bruce: "Why are you here?"

"I came to find you, Mr. Chen, but when I arrived in Los Angeles, I found that I had no idea where to look for you, so I started exorcism part-time."
Chapter completed!