I'm not a drama god

When Dr. Jia saw A-Qiang leading his younger brother out of the clinic, a hint of surprise flashed through his mind.

"So fast?"

"Dr. Jia!!" A-Qiang rushed to Dr. Jia's side with great joy. "Dr. Jia, that miracle doctor is truly amazing! My illness is completely cured... He even cured my brother's eyes!"

"He even cured your brother??"

Dr. Jia looked at his younger brother in surprise. After all, they lived in the same neighborhood, and he knew that the boy had been blind since childhood. He had thought this miracle doctor was only here to treat a minor ailment, but he hadn't expected that even this congenital eye condition could be cured...

Not long after A-Qiang brought his younger brother out, Tu Tian, ​​who was standing at the door, seemed to have received a signal and addressed the people queuing behind him:

"Mr. Han is tired today. Please continue in the current queue order tomorrow."

Dr. Jia, who was about to be called in line, was slightly taken aback.

A wave of discontent suddenly arose from the ranks.

However, thanks to Tu Tian and Jiao Longshi's efforts to disperse the crowd, everyone left, waiting to return for treatment the next day. After saying goodbye to Dr. Jia, A-Qiang quickly ran home with his younger brother.

"Mom!! I'm home!"

"mom!!!"

A-Qiang opened the door and saw his mother sitting weakly on the edge of the bed, knitting a sweater. When she saw the two of them return, she immediately stood up.

"You're back? How did it go? Did the miracle doctor cure you?"

"Mom's eyes are healed! Even Xiao Sheng's eyes are healed!!"

The mother was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Xiao Sheng threw himself into her arms, his tear-filled eyes gazing up at his mother's face...

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

The mother's body trembled slightly.

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

Her youngest son's eye condition has always been a source of anxiety for her. It was because she didn't take good care of herself during her pregnancy that her child was born with what others would call a disability... She had imagined this day countless times in her dreams, but when it actually happened, she was afraid that it was just another dream.

The mother hugged her youngest son tightly, "Xiao Sheng... I'm so sorry. From now on, I won't let you suffer anymore."

After an unknown amount of time, the mother finally released her child and staggered towards the door...

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

But the mother waved her hand and refused Ah Qiang's help. She stood at her door, facing the direction of the clinic, and knelt down with a thud... Then she put her hands together and knelt down in devout worship.

"Thank you, the miracle doctor!"

"Thank you so much, miracle doctor!!"

"Thank you so much, doctor..."

……

Ishida.

"Cangyun seems to be quite lively today."

The farmer sat on the edge of the rocky field, eating large mouthfuls of canned food while gazing towards the city.

"Today, Mr. Han treated a total of 183 patients." Tu Tian, ​​who had just finished get off work at the clinic and came over to deliver meals on a part-time basis, spoke up at the right time. "All 183 patients have recovered and most of them are young and middle-aged. This has not only relieved the personnel pressure in the region, but also given many families hope again. In short, the name of the miracle doctor has once again spread throughout Cangyun."

"He's really impressive." The butcher beside him nodded slightly. "If he could stay in Cangyun for a while longer, perhaps he could really change this era."

"If the plague can really be solved, then the biggest problem next will be food..."

The farmer, carrying a hoe, looked down at the barren, cloud-covered soil beneath the stony field.

"As long as we can kill the calamity, there is still a chance."

"But so far, the location of the calamity has still not been determined."

“Because it’s always moving,” the farmer said confidently. “But even so, its location isn’t unpredictable… Lord Cangyun can predict the weather, and I can sense the earth; we can roughly pinpoint its location.”

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

"Then when will we do it?"

"tomorrow."

The farmer finished the last bite of the canned food, set it aside, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "Tonight we'll make preparations in that area to prevent it from escaping again... Tomorrow, we'll send it to meet its maker."

"You don't need to bring food tomorrow, young man." The butcher patted Tu Tian on the shoulder. "Take good care of Mr. Han. We'll handle the rest."

Tu Tian nodded emphatically:

"Yes."

Just as everyone was speaking,

No one noticed that in the crevice of the stone field... a tiny, emerald green seedling, no bigger than a little finger, seemed to be possessed by some force, and in a moment all its vitality was drained away, and it withered visibly.

The withered seedlings looked exactly like a dark yellow, fleshy ear.

……

Jinghong Tower.

The dim starlight twinkled in the sky, and the realm seemed to be in a deep slumber, dark and quiet.

Faint candlelight shone through the windows of Jinghong Tower. Chen Ling, dressed in a red theatrical robe with black patterns, sat quietly at the table, gazing at the handfuls of soil before her, lost in thought...

"Is that all?"

“Yes.” Q nodded slightly. “We have brought back soil samples from several locations, corresponding to the eight directions, following your route.”

Chen Ling gently rubbed the handfuls of soil in front of her with her fingertips, as if she were carefully sensing something.

The Turbid Calamity itself is a plant, and it will leave its scent wherever it passes through the earth. Chen Ling's body has been partially assimilated by the Turbid Calamity, making him extremely sensitive to it. Through the soil in front of him, he can roughly pinpoint the current range of the Turbid Calamity.

no……

No.

This one isn't available either...

Chen Ling tested seven handfuls of soil in a row. When he picked up the last handful, he let out a soft exclamation.

"Which direction is this?"

Plum Blossom J immediately responded, "This is soil from six kilometers southeast of the boundary."

Chen Ling squinted, carefully examining the wisp of soil in his hand. The essence of the soil seeped through his skin, coursing over the remaining seeds of calamity within his flesh and blood, and indeed, it was able to trigger a reaction...

but……

Chen Ling's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Just then, a knock came from outside the door.

A glint flashed in Red Heart J's eyes, and he drew his knife, heading towards the door, but Chen Ling stopped him... He waved for the three of them to stay put, and then stepped forward to open the door.

Li Qingshan stood in the darkness at the doorway, looking at Chen Ling, and spoke with some excitement:

"Brother Chen!! We've found the location of the calamity!!"