I'm not a drama god

Queen of Diamonds, Jack of Hearts, Jack of Clubs.

These three people were specially transferred from other places by Chen Ling during her "telephone conference" with Liu Qingyan that morning.

Since he had promised Li Qingshan to help find clues about the Chaos Disaster, Chen Ling naturally had to keep his word. However, even if he could sense the flow of the Chaos Disaster's aura, he couldn't possibly run all over the realms and eliminate them one by one... Moreover, the Jinghong Tower needed someone to guard it. He and Li Qingshan couldn't both go out and be busy, leaving the seriously ill Kong Baosheng alone at home.

Because they were facing an existence of the level of Turbid Calamity, even though the opponent was severely injured and extremely weak, it was not something that ordinary members of the society could handle. Chen Ling carefully considered the matter before choosing these three people.

In terms of pure combat strength, the senior brothers and sisters would definitely be the best choices, but they need to stay behind to guard the Xidao Ancient Repository and cannot be easily mobilized. Bai is also guarding Chu Muyun and cannot leave. Among the members who are relatively close to the Cangyun Realm, the Queen of Diamonds is good at controlling the overall situation, the Jack of Hearts has amazing combat strength, and the Jack of Clubs is a master of hiding and escaping, making them undoubtedly the best choices.

"Put all the knives away." Chen Ling said helplessly, "Look at all of you... dyed hair, half-naked, tattooed. Be smart in a minute, don't scare the child."

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

Upon hearing this, Q raised an eyebrow, immediately let down his tied-up light blue hair to cover the tattoo on his neck, and then turned to look at J next to him.

"Lord Red King said you don't seem like a good person."

Jack of Hearts: ? ? ?

Veins bulged on the back of Red Heart J's hand, and the hand gripping the knife hilt seemed to be unable to restrain itself any longer. The gold ornaments all over his body began to jingle softly.

"Alright, I'll give you a rough map of the direction of the turbid disaster aura in a bit. You split up and go find it... When you get to the location, dig up a handful of local soil and bring it back to me."

"Yes."

The three figures quickly dispersed.

Chen Ling walked step by step to the front of the opera house, gently pushed open the tightly closed door, and the dim sunlight shone down, casting his long and deep shadow on the floor of the opera house...

He gazed into the distance, lost in thought.

……

"Son!"

"Son!!"

"Have you heard? A legendary doctor is now practicing medicine at his clinic, treating patients!"

The hunched mother shook A-Qiang, who was dozing on the bed, with great effort, her voice somewhat agitated, "You should go see him quickly, it seems he only treats mild cases... I'm too old and frail to be treated, but you and Xiao-Sheng should be able to get an appointment!"

A-Qiang, who was feeling dizzy due to a fever, was abruptly woken up by his mother. After a moment of confusion, he immediately got up and dressed.

"Mom, let's go together!"

"He said he only treats mild cases... but what if he can examine you as well?"

Without thinking twice, A-Qiang dressed up, carried his mother on his back, and then woke up his younger brother Xiao-Sheng, who had been blind since childhood, from the next room. He then helped him walk into the street.

There were quite a few people on the street, probably all of whom had heard of the legendary doctor's reputation and were seeking his treatment... However, the streets were now also filled with city guards who would conduct checks from time to time, persuading those seriously ill individuals who were occasionally seen leaving their homes to go back home.

Ah-Qiang had walked two streets and hadn't even seen the clinic's entrance when he was stopped by a tall, imposing dragon slewing man.

“Mr. Han is only treating mild cases now. Is that your mother behind you? Let her go home and rest first. Don’t let her stay out there any longer… No matter how long she stays out there, she won’t be able to see a doctor today.”

Ah-Qiang wanted to say something more, but his mother's condition clearly did not fall into the category of mild cases. After several attempts, he still couldn't get any opening.

The current government of Zangyun has nipped the possibility of unrest in the bud before the people even come into contact with Mr. Han. This way, even if the critically ill patients harbor resentment, they simply cannot gather together. Without seeing Mr. Han, there is no chance of them causing trouble...

"Qiang, you should take your brother with you... If you go any later, you won't be able to get a spot."

In the end, the mother was unable to get close to the street; only A-Qiang and his younger brother entered the long queue.

The streets were packed with people. It had been a long time since Ah Qiang had seen so many people on the street. He held his younger brother's hand tightly, following the people in front of him while looking around to see how long it would take before it was his turn.

Just then, a familiar figure caught his attention.

"Dr. Jia?!"

At the front of the crowd, Dr. Jia seemed to hear a call and turned around in confusion.

"It's you... Ah Qiang."

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

"I... I'm here to learn medicine from Dr. Han." Dr. Jia saw him holding his younger brother's hand, hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand. "Come on, come to my place, the line is faster here."

"Oh? And what about you, Dr. Jia?"

"I don't need to see a doctor, so there's no rush to wait in line later."

Dr. Jia stepped out of the line, giving his place to A-Qiang and his younger brother, and then followed them, also curiously looking in the direction of the clinic.

Ah Qiang was very grateful to Dr. Jia. "Dr. Jia, thank you so much... The medicine you gave my mother last time made her feel better after she took it... However, her condition seems to have relapsed recently, so I may have to ask you to take a look again when I have time."

"Yes, no problem."

As the two continued their conversation, the group moved forward, and they came to see the entire clinic in its entirety...

Tu Tianzheng stood with his arms crossed in front of the clinic, scrutinizing everyone in front of him with a sharp gaze. It seemed he was ready to take action if anyone tried to cut in line or harm Mr. Han. His mere presence exerted an invisible intimidation on the people in line.

Finally, the group arrived at the location of A-Qiang and his younger brother. The two of them entered the clinic and saw a figure with a pale, weak face, sitting in the center...

"Cough cough cough cough..."

"Come...closer."

As Mr. Han beckoned, A-Qiang immediately led his younger brother forward. The former grabbed his hand and closed his eyes as if he were carefully sensing something.

A mysterious warm light flowed into A-Qiang's body, and the dizziness gradually subsided. His heavy body became light again, and he hadn't felt so relaxed in a long time!

Ah Qiang was immediately struck by a sense of wonder. A few seconds later, Mr. Han released his hand and looked at his younger brother standing to the side...

"This is……"

"Miracle doctor! This is my younger brother! He's had bad eyesight since he was a child! Now he's contracted an illness... Please, miracle doctor, help him!" Ah Qiang almost kowtowed to Mr. Han.

“Mr. Han is here for medical treatment, not to have his eyes checked. Take your brother back with you,” a student behind Mr. Han immediately said.

Just as Ah Qiang was at a loss, Mr. Han looked at his blind younger brother... For a moment, he seemed to recall the blind boy in the theater.

After a long pause, he sighed softly...

"That's all."

"Let your younger brother come up here too."