Chen Ye rushed to Mrs. Peter's manor.

The steward immediately took Chen Chen into Mrs. Peter's bedroom.

When Chen Huan entered the room, a stench ran over him.

The housekeeper was well prepared, but couldn't help but stop at the door.

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

"Mr. Chen, my wife is in bed. I hope you can save your wife."

Endured by this stench, Chen Yan walked to the bed, opened his quilt and looked at him, his face changed slightly.

Mrs. Peter had an obvious wound on her abdomen, and the stench emanated from the wound.

The wound was completely corrupted, and Chen Kun asked, "What caused it?"

The steward said, "Someone came to visit my wife, and my wife asked me to leave, but when I found my wife again, she was already lying on the ground, and that person was gone."

"Why not call an ambulance?"

"Mrs. refuses."

Chen Huan felt a wound in Mrs. Peter's abdomen, seeping a hint of magic.

The wound was not caused by an ordinary sharp object.

First of all, stop the decay. If it continues, Mrs. Peter will die directly from the symptoms of sepsis.

Mrs. Chen first gave Mrs. Peter an anti-inflammatory and an antibiotic.

Mrs. Peter should have been hurt, and she was also infected with magic voodoo.

But voodoo is actually a virus, so antibiotics are still effective.

Of course, in addition to this, Chen Yan also purified the wound to prevent the virus from continuing to worsen the wound.

Then Chen Min took out utensils and a scalpel and shaved Mrs. Peter.

Chen Ye used a magic trick on Mrs. Peter to put her to sleep briefly.

To this end, Chen Yi used a little crystallizing agent.

"Take this carrion and burn it." Chen Yan said to the housekeeper.

The steward covered his nose and took out the utensil.

After a short while, Mrs. Peter opened her eyes slightly.

She was still very weak at the moment.

But there was a touch of kindness on her face.

"Mr. Chen ... I thought ... when I saw you again, it would be a sunny afternoon."

"Actually this is also good." Chen Yan said with a smile.

Even though Mrs. Peter's wound had been cleaned away, a large piece of skin on her abdomen was almost gone.

Chen Yan is still intensively treating the wound, pulling the skin next to it to sew.

"How do you feel now?"

"very bad."

"Very bad, this is a good thing." Chen Yi's soft words: "If you don't feel it, that's the real bad thing."

Chen Yan treated her while chatting with Mrs. Peter.

Then he took out alcohol and washed the wound.

A sober patient is actually safer than a comatose patient.

"Tell me, who dares to hurt such a charming lady."

Mrs. Peter suddenly became terrified: "That's not an angel of God ... that's an apostle of demons ..."

Chen Yan did not expect that Mrs. Peter would become so excited, so she calmed her down.

But Mrs. Peter's words reminded Chen Yun of what Mrs. Peter had said.

She used to call the one who cured her legs an angel of God.

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

"Is that the one who hurt you?"

"He is not a human ... not a human. He took a bead out of my belly, a **** bead, and that bead is alive."

bead? Chen Yan frowned.

Is it Mrs. Peter's illusion?

Or does it matter?

Chen Ye was not sure, but if Mrs. Peter had read it correctly.

Then it may be that person who placed the beads in her body during the treatment.

Before long, the housekeeper returned to the house.

Chen Yan went to the housekeeper and whispered, "You need to take Mrs. Peter to the hospital and have a closer examination."

"Okay, Mr. Chen." The steward put a stack of cash in Chen Ye's hands.

Chen Zheng nodded and looked back at Mrs. Peter: "Ma'am, is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Young man, thank you."

Chen Yan glanced at the money in his hand and shook his head with a bitter smile.

God will not bless me.

Compared with God, she should be closer to the demon she fears.

"The one God should guard most is you, madam. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Before Chen Ye went out, he received a call.

Call from David.

"Hey, David."

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

"Yes." David wanted to help, and Chen Kun wouldn't have any hesitation.

The women in his family have helped themselves a lot.

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

"it is good."

Chen Ran kept rushing to the address given by David.

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

Due to design flaws, daylighting is very poor.

The corridor was dark and the lighting in the corridor was very dim.

The poor live here.

Chen Ye had not yet reached the floor and had heard howling.

Chen Yan speeded up his pace. When he reached the sixth floor, he saw a doorway crowded with several onlookers.

"Please let it go." Chen Yan screamed.

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

"Chen, you are finally here."

Chen Huan did not talk to David, he had heard the cry from the room.

As soon as Chen Yan entered the room, he saw an acquaintance.

"How are you here?" Chen Yan frowned at the priest in front of him.

"Chen, do you know him? He's here to exorcise the child," David said.

This priest is no one else. It was the old priest Bruce Chen Chen knew when he was eradicating Satanism in San Francisco.

Bruce was shocked when he saw Chen Yan: "Mr. Chen."

Chen Yan glanced at the girl with limbs bound on the bed. This family should be a Latino.

"Are you exorcising the children here?"

"Uh ... yes."

"David, invite the child's parents out and close."

Chen Yan sat next to the bed and pushed the manic child back to bed.

As soon as Chen Zhe pulled open the sheet, a stench ran over him.

Suddenly Chen Chen's face sank slightly.

"Who did this?"

"Hearing the child ’s parents said that the child had suffered from severe epilepsy, but someone later said that he could cure the child ’s illness, provided that the child could not be exposed to any sports-related activities. He has never been ill, but today the man came again, saying that he wanted to spend time with the child alone, and when the child's parents entered the room again, they found that the child had an accident. "

This situation is exactly the same as what happened to Mrs. Peter.

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

Chen Yun started treating her child and looked up at Bruce: "Why are you here?"

"I came to see you from Mr. Chen, but when I arrived in Los Angeles, I found out I didn't know where to find you, so I started exorcism part-time."