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Chapter 815: Divine Residence

This new feature made Zheng Qian almost fall asleep with excitement.

I don't know if it's because of the monster beast that makes people panic, Zheng Qian only has five believers in a whole day.

The number of believers is not counted when they go to the temple, but they pass a certain degree of sincerity test, and even if they reach it!

In other words, only those who really believe in Zheng Qian can be regarded as believers, and those who are just aimed at in the past are simply ignored.

When he returned home, Zheng Qian lay on the chair at home and sighed with emotion, he became the protector of his hometown in such a daze, this is also his duty, and he will definitely do his best to bless the people in his hometown to solve problems.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian remembered the old lady's seriously ill little grandson during the day, he checked the wishes of the believers, and rushed over according to the address above, not far away, just in the next village, and it would be a few hours' walk to get there.

The old lady's son and daughter-in-law are working outside, the child is a left-behind child, because of playfulness, fell from the wall when climbing the wall, fainted on the spot, the whole person is like falling asleep, how can not wake up, went to the hospital for examination, there is no problem, and finally the doctor issued a diagnosis that the child fell into a vegetative state, when will he be able to wake up, they can't say, moreover, the child is lying in the hospital, the medical expenses are also flowing water, where can I afford it.

A few days ago, just came back from the hospital, the child out of a coma, has not eaten for a few days, the child's grandmother can only use glucose to soak water and then slowly pour into the child's mouth, only a few days ago, the child has been hungry eyes deep.

After a while, Zheng Qian had already arrived in the next village.

He went up and knocked on the door, and according to the old lady's request, he also had a general idea of the family's situation.

"Is Mrs. Wei at home?" Zheng Qian stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After a long time of no response, he pushed lightly, and the door was hidden.

"Squeak!"

With a soft sound, Zheng Qian directly pushed open the door and walked in, and as soon as he took a step in, his brows furrowed, because he could clearly smell the smell of pesticides in the air.

"Not good!"

Zheng Qian's heart groaned, and he hurriedly rushed inside.

In the atrium, the old lady I had seen in the temple in the morning was lying on the ground, and beside her there was a pesticide bottle that had fallen to the ground, and on the bed lay a child of seven or eight years old, already skinny and skinny.

Zheng Qian didn't care about anything, and hurriedly buckled the old lady's pulse, although it was weak, but it didn't stop, and fortunately he came in time, if it was a little later, the old lady would have to return to the underworld.

Zheng Qian hurriedly induced vomiting for the old lady, and at the same time, the silver needle protected her heart!

"Wow......"

The old lady who was originally unconscious vomited, and the foul-smelling food residue splashed Zheng Qian's leg at once.

But the matter was urgent, Zheng Qian didn't care about anything, and he didn't have the slightest dislike for it, and poured warm water on the old lady while giving the old lady a needle.

After tossing and working for a long time, Zheng Qian breathed a sigh of relief, he obviously felt that the old lady's pulse had strengthened, and he knew that the old lady's life had been saved.

Zheng Qian put the old lady aside, and then went to check the child's pulse.

"Bang dang!"

At this time, there was a sound of door panels colliding at the door, and soon there was a sound of footsteps, and the person who came seemed to smell the smell of pesticides in the air, and the voice cried eagerly: "Grandma, grandma, don't do stupid things...... You ......"

The man ran to the inner hall and saw Zheng Qian taking the pulse of the little boy on the bed, while the old lady was lying on the side, vomit all over the floor.

"You...... Who are you?" the visitor looked at Zheng Qian with a strange expression.

Zheng Qian looked up, and there was a girl of his age standing at the door, dressed in a floral cloth robe, with a very delicate face, and two thick and black twisted braids on the back of her head.

Looking at the girl, Zheng Qian had a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Your grandmother has been poisoned, but I've already helped her vomit out, it's okay now, she should be able to wake up in a while!" Zheng Qian said lightly.

The girl was stunned for a moment, looked at the old lady on the side, and at this time, the old lady's eyelids twitched, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"I ...... Am I in the underworld?" said the old lady in a hoarse voice.

The girl burst into tears, "Grandma, why are you so stupid...... It's not your fault about your brother, why do you want to drink medicine!"

The old lady came to her senses at this time, knowing that she was not dead, and she also cried, "What are you doing to save me, it is better to let me die, our Wei family finally has this grandson, but there is such a thing, which makes my Wei family the last one, I am sorry for your grandfather, I don't have the face to see him, I am not optimistic about Xiaohu!"

From this cry, Zheng Qian finally understood, the little grandson was naughty and fell into a vegetative state, the old lady has been very self-blaming, and she didn't dare to tell her son about it, when she came back from the hospital, she had been holding it in her heart, and she couldn't think about it anymore, so she simply drank the medicine and prepared to die!

Zheng Qian shook his head and sighed bitterly, "Hey, old lady, don't worry, it's okay, your grandson can be cured!"

"Really?" the old lady's eyes showed a hint of hope, but soon turned dim, "but we have no money......

Zheng Qian shook his head, "Don't worry, I don't charge money, I am Zheng Gan, the son of Zheng Cheng in the next village, after coming back this time, I heard today that your grandson fell and injured himself, it just so happens that I am also studying medicine, I thought about it and came to take a look, how do you know that such a thing has happened, you can rest assured, I know in my heart that it can be cured!"

Hearing this, the old lady became happy again, and quickly struggled to get up to kneel down and kowtow to Zheng Qian, and muttered in her mouth: "Thank you, good man, thank you......"

How dare Zheng Qian let the old lady really kneel, hurriedly went over to help, and said in his mouth: "Old Mrs. Wei, you really torture me, you hurry up, my father has to shout when he sees you, you want me to die!"

The old lady hurriedly got up, and while her eyes were full of tears, she kept repeating 'thank you' in her mouth.

When she spoke, the girl on the side looked Zheng Qian up and down carefully, her big eyes sparkling, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Zheng Qian didn't care about this, so he asked the two of them to find a table, and then put Xiaohu on it to facilitate the needle, and at the same time, Zheng Qian also asked the old lady to boil a large vat of hot water.

After everything was ready, Zheng Qian was also ready to start, which could be regarded as his true fulfillment of the first believer's petition.

"The power of the first believer starts here!" Zheng Qian thought silently in his heart, his palm sank, and the Taiyi Divine Needle immediately unfolded.