"What are you talking about? I'll go with you to take a look." The old man said, and as he walked out, he asked, "What grade of spirit beast is that silver wolf? Didn't you get any news? Apart from the three children, are there no strong people protecting them?"
The middle-aged man followed closely beside him and said, "Father, you know what kind of high-grade spiritual beasts have appeared in our area. Even if there are, I guess few people can recognize the grade of that silver wolf. But I heard from people in the city that the aura and pressure of that wolf are very fascinating. I guess it is not an ordinary spiritual beast."
The father and son hurried out while talking. At the same time, the other families in the city were also in the same situation. The ancestors of each family were alarmed and all planned to go and see what was going on.
Even the city lord didn't care about anything else and went to the Mo family clinic in person.
At this time, the door of the Mo family clinic was surrounded tightly. There was no one else inside except Hao'er and a few others and the shrunken Silver Wolf. As for the people outside, they couldn't get in even if they wanted to.
"Doctor, take a look at his injuries." Hao'er said, his eyes falling on the unconscious Seventeen.
Because they were making too much noise, the old man from the Mo Family Clinic came out. Even though he was old, when he saw such a silver wolf for the first time, he was a little scared. He did not dare to be careless and carefully checked Seventeen.
After a while, he said, "His internal organs are damaged. He should have taken a medicine to treat internal injuries. However, it can only stabilize the internal injuries but cannot heal them. Even if I let him drink the medicine for more than ten days, I am afraid that he will be useless after he recovers."
"Waste?" Mu Chen frowned and asked, "Can't you cure him?"
Old Mo shook his head: "His injury is caused by a Jindan cultivator, and it also hurts his five internal organs. How can ordinary medicine cure him? Unless..." He paused, said nothing more, just sighed softly.
"Unless what?" Yue'er asked.
Old Mo glanced at Yue'er, then at Hao'er, and said, "Unless there is a magic pill or a miraculous medicine, even if he recovers from his injuries, he will still be sick and become a useless person."
Hearing this, Hao'er's eyes flickered. Originally, he was thinking that if Seventeen would get better after taking the pills from Huichuntang, then he would use the pills from Huichuntang. After all, he only had a few pills left of the internal injuries his mother gave him. If he still couldn't find a way to go back, if something unexpected happened to Mu Chen and Mu Yue, he wouldn't have the pills with him to protect him. If something went wrong, he wouldn't know what to do.
But now, after listening to what the doctor said, I know that if I want to save Seventeen, it seems that I can only use his mother's medicine.
"Doctor, we need to recuperate here for a few days. Do you have any place you can rent for us to recuperate?" Haoer asked directly.
Hearing this, Mr. Mo was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and nodded: "Yes, there is, but the place is not big, just a small courtyard at the back, but..." He looked at the silver wolf beside him, a little worried.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt anyone." Hao'er said, knowing what he was worried about, and said, "As long as no one has bad intentions towards us, it won't hurt anyone, so I don't have to worry about it causing trouble for you here."