Chapter 900 Old acquaintance (seventh update, please vote for me)

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 stench hit his face.

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

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

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

Chen Zhao endured the stench, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and took a look, his face changed slightly.

There was an obvious wound on Mrs. Peter's abdomen, and the stench emanated from the wound.

The wound was completely corrupted. Chen Zhao asked, "What caused this?"

The housekeeper said: "A man came to visit my wife. My 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 didn't you call an ambulance?"

"My wife won't let me."

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

This wound was not caused by an ordinary sharp object.

The first thing to do is to stop the decay. If it continues, Mrs. Peter will die directly from the symptoms of septicemia.

Chen Zhao first gave Mrs. Peter an injection of anti-inflammatory drugs and an injection of antibiotics.

When Mrs. Peter was supposedly hurt, she was also contaminated with magical voodoo.

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

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

Then Chen Zhao took out the utensils and scalpel and scraped Mrs. Peter's carrion.

Chen Zhao used a magic on Mrs. Peter to put her into a short sleep.

For this purpose, Chen Zhao used a little more crystallization medicine.

"Take these carrion and burn them." Chen Zhao said to the housekeeper.

The butler covered his nose and took out the utensils.

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

She was still very weak at this moment.

But there was still a bit of kindness on her face.

"Mr. Chen... I originally thought... that when I see you again, it will be on a sunny afternoon."

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

Although the slough was removed from Mrs. Peter's wound, a large piece of skin on her abdomen was almost gone.

Chen Zhao is still working intensively on the wound, pulling the skin next to it to sew it up.

"How do you feel 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 was chatting with Mrs. Peter while treating her.

Then he took out alcohol and cleaned the wound.

A conscious patient is actually safer than a comatose 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 devil..."

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

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

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

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

"The one who hurt you?"

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

bead? Chen Zhao frowned.

Is it Mrs. Peter's illusion?

Or is it true?

Chen Zhao was not sure, but if Mrs. Peter was not mistaken.

Then it might be that person who put the beads into her body during treatment.

Not long after, the housekeeper returned to the house.

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

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

Chen Zhao nodded and looked back at Mrs. Peter: "Madam, is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Thank you, young man."

Chen Zhao looked at the money in his hand, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

God will not bless me.

She should be closer to the devil she fears than to God.

"The person God should protect most is you, madam, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Before Chen Zhao went out, he received a call.

A call from David.

"Hey, David."

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

"Yes." If David wanted to help, Chen Zhao would not hesitate.

The women in his family have helped him a lot.

"I'll give you an address. Can you come over now?"

"good."

Chen Zhao rushed to the address David gave him without stopping.

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

Due to design flaws, 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 reached the floor he was going to, he heard howling.

Chen Zhao quickened his pace, and when he reached the sixth floor, he saw a doorway crowded with onlookers.

"Please give way." Chen Zhao shouted.

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

"Chen, you are finally here."

Chen Zhao did not reminisce with David, he had already heard the shouts 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.

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

This priest is none other than the old priest Bruce who Chen Zhao met when he was eradicating Satanism in San Francisco.

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

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

"Are you exorcising a child here?"

"Uh...yes."

"David, please get the parents of the child out and close the door."

Chen Zhao sat on the edge of the bed and pushed the frantic child back onto the bed.

As soon as Chen Zhao pulled back the sheets, a stench hit his face.

In an instant, Chen Zhao's expression darkened slightly.

"Who did this?"

"I heard from the child's parents that the child once suffered from severe epilepsy, but later someone said that he could cure the child's disease, but the condition was that the child could not be exposed to any sports-related activities. After more than two years, the child He has never been ill, but today the person came again and said he wanted to be alone with the child for a while. 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 happened to Mrs. Peter.

"Mr. Chen, is he possessed?" Bruce asked cautiously.

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

"I came to see 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 doing exorcism part-time."