“It’s like this, my mother became ill early in life because of strain.
Over the years, she coughs when she lies down and has gone to many big hospitals.”
“Those black-hearted doctors all said that my mother’s consumption was at an advanced stage. There is no way to save her.”
When he said this, Yang Dogu’s eyes also gradually reddened.
“So I heard that you are the newest medical saint in our country of China.
So I came from Pan Yang Province to look for you.
Thinking that since you are the most powerful divine doctor, you should have a way to save my mother.”
After hearing the other party’s words.
Lin Mo understood, in general, the purpose of this Yang Dogou.
He had travelled thousands of miles to the capital to find a doctor for his mother, but he was also a sincere and filial heart.
“No problem, in a few days, it just so happens that I will also be pa*sing through the southern border.
When that time comes, I can stop by to help you look at your mother’s persistent illness.”
After hearing Lin Mo’s promise.
Yang Dogou wiped a teardrop from the corner of his eyes in excitement before he reached out in excitement and merely held the former’s hands.
“Doctor Saint Lin, thank you so much indeed.”
“They all say that when a doctor saint strikes, the medicine will definitely cure the disease.
These my mother can be saved.”
At this moment, Lin Mo was a little sweaty.
The Medicine Saint’s hand will cure the disease?
Where did this rumour come from?
Of course, this did not affect Lin Mo’s filial piety.
The purpose of practicing medicine is to remove illnesses and diseases.
On the other hand, Yang Guilu, after dancing around, turned around and ran back to his seat.
He took out a bundle of neatly wrapped dried bamboo shoots from his worn out backpack.
After that he ran back again and shoved it into Lin Mo’s hand.
“Medical Sage Lin, this is a small token of appreciation.
All the family’s savings from these years have gone to my mother’s medical treatment.”
“But don’t worry, I’ll fight more black boxing in the future.
I will definitely come up with the medical expenses.”
A simple and pure person doesn’t have that much of a heart.
Lin Mo also saw through this, and a look at the pair of shoes on the other party’s feet that had holes in them was a good indication of this.
He tossed the dried bamboo shoots in his hand.
Lin Mo’s harrumphed.
“That’s enough for the medical expenses.”
And as Yang Dogu argued.
Above the field, the bell for the match had already rung.
With an anxious voice, Yang Dogou could only return to his seat resentfully.
The Japanese side.
Venerable Yawata looked at the crowd of talented youngsters from the Chinese country who were as steady as mountains and full of confidence.
The cold smile on his face was more than just a smile.
“You will be on the field first later, remember that you can only lose, not win, do you understand?”
Hearing this arrangement, this elite disciple of the Martial Union, nodded his head.
And then walked straight onto the martial stage.
And of course he carried out the order perfectly.
In just less than fifty back, he gave his opponent a punch and then simply admitted defeat.
The Japanese second man came on, still in the same way.
After a few dozen rounds he simply surrendered and conceded defeat.
“Ready, ready, this medicine can only last for one hour.
You just need to chance your opponent’s roots and ruin them.
Remember, don’t hurt anyone’s life.”
At this moment a Japanese teenager, drew out the medicine in his arms.
Under the watchful eyes of his companions, he tilted his head and poured it down directly.
After a short wait.
The muscles of this man’s body instantly solidified and swelled, and a green tendon, like a tree root, climbed beneath his skin.
Feeling, this sudden change in power.
This Japanese teenager couldn’t help but let out a long breath of pain.
“Yes!”
“Your Holiness, I promise to complete the task.”
After saying that he leapt straight onto the stage.
At this point, his opponent, too, was still a provincial representative.
Due to the previous two games, seeing that the other side seemed to have no more experts out.
Thinking that this group of Japanese masters had been depleted yesterday.
So he took to the stage, ready to unfold his majesty.
But as soon as the referee gave the order to start the match.
He was just about to use his stance.
The Japanese boy came straight at him with a single bound.
He was unable to react to the quickness of his stance.
The next moment, he felt a painful sensation in his belly.