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"Hold out your hand," Sean ordered without the slightest hesitation.
Feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from Sean, the woman shuddered with fear.
How the h*ll is he a doctor?
He's a demon who has killed countless people!
How could my husband bring back such a horrifying man?
Another five minutes passed, and Sean walked out of the man's house with Zander and Yvonne.
"Take me to your house to treat your daughter," Sean looked at a middle-aged man and spoke.
After treating a dozen people in a row, Sean's forehead began to sweat.
At the sight of this, Yvonne dampened a towel with water, wrung it out, and ran over to help Sean wipe his sweat.
However, instead of letting her help him wipe his sweat, Sean took the towel from her hand and wiped the sweat on
his forehead himself.
Although he had cured many people, Sean knew there were probably many more patients and injured people who
had not been treated.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter all, there were two or three thousand people in the slum, almost as many as the city defense army.
With so many people here, it was a large number, even if only one out of ten was sick or injured. There would be
hundreds of people!
It was getting dark outside, and the day had passed before he knew it.
When Sean got out of the house again, people outside looked at him with excitement and respect. Several old
ladies even held red strips of cloth, trying to tie them around Sean's shoulders.
"Taquila!"
"Taquila! Taquila!"
Several people shouted at Sean with admiration on their faces.
"What's Taquila?" Sean looked at Yvonne and her daughter, asked in confusion.
Yvonne's mother immediately explained, "Taquila is a term in our dialect, meaning saint. They are thanking you,
Commander Lennon!"
Is that what it means?
Saint?
Sean was amused. As the nine-star commander, Guardian God of war, the city defense army's commander- in-
chief, the Guardian God of War, he now had another name.
Saint... Haha! But it's nice...
Zander's face was also full of respect.
In Zander's memory, Sean was an excellent commander who not only had abilities that no one could match but
also outstanding leadership skills. He was arguably the youngest commander in the army!
Sean had now cured so many people by himself. Even the so-called miracle doctor practicing medicine to help the
people was incomparable to him!
Just then, several people came running over from afar. Some of them held microphones, and some had cameras
on their shoulders.
People could tell they were reporters who had caught wind of this.
It seemed Sean had created a sensation by treating people for free in the slum, so Dorodo's press had come over
to cover the momentous event.
"Shall I get rid of them?" Zander asked.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSean pondered about it and said, "No, let them interview to better publicize the slum's situation and attract
society's attention. The wealthy businessmen and big bosses will then be willing to donate generously to the poor to
have a good reputation for helping the environment and economic development here."
Zander's eyes instantly lit up at this!
Sean was treating an old man with a leg injury.
The old man was herding sheep on a nearby hillside when be injured his calf with a sickle while cutting grass for his
sheep. Although the wound was not particularly deep, his wound became infected and festered because it was not
treated in time.
Sean's treatment for such injuries was simple. He would cut off the rotten parts around the wound, disinfect the
remaining area, and stitch it up.
As soon as Sean completed the treatment, several journalists, led by Zander, walked over and surrounded Sean.
Reporters with microphones swarmed around Sean while cameramen pointed at him with cannon-like cameras on
their shoulders.
"Are you Sean Lennon, the commander-in-chief of Dorodo's city defense army?" One beautiful female reporter
asked.
"Yes..." Sean nodded.
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