Shen Xiaochuan turned around.
Anna stood there, clutching a piece of paper in her hand, her knuckles turning white.
“The Supreme God.”
She said, “Seventeen seriously injured.
The worst one had a broken leg; the bone had pierced through his flesh and had turned black.”
“We are short of materials – only three portions of the elixir remain, and ordinary herbs can only stop the bleeding.
The Holy Light spell must be used to set the bone, and it needs to be applied continuously for six hours.”
She handed the paper over.
“Provide immediate treatment,” Shen Xiaochuan said.
“You can use the warehouse at any time.
Just record what you need in the books.”
Anna nodded and turned to leave.
“Wait a minute,” Shen Xiaochuan called out to her.
“Is the roof of the clinic sealed off?”
” Tang Keke said the work must be finished today.
It’s going to rain tomorrow.”
“Then we’ll add more men.
We absolutely cannot let the wounded get wet in the rain.”
Anna responded and quickly left.
Shen Xiaochuan walked toward Blacksmith Shop.
On the way, he saw Lolia squatting by the door, wiping a freshly forged knife with a cloth.
Her hair was slightly disheveled, and her face was covered in ash, but her eyes shone with an astonishing light.
“How is it?” Shen Xiaochuan asked.
He carefully took the knife, slowly pulled it out, and examined the blade closely—the edge gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light.
His eyes flickered: “How many can you make in a day?”
Lolia stood up, her voice trembling slightly but filled with excitement: “Twelve is no problem!
Give me two more people, and I can bring them out; production can be maintained!”
Shen Xiaochuan nodded: “Approved.
The apprentice you want will come to the shop tomorrow.”
Lolia brushed the dust off her trousers, her voice softening but with a barely perceptible tension: “God…
this talisman, is it really for me?”
“You are a craftsman.
Only by forging a good knife can a warrior survive.”
She lowered her head, didn’t speak, and her shoulders trembled slightly.
Shen Xiaochuan sheathed the knife: “Go and rest.
We have things to do tomorrow.”
He turned and walked towards the clinic.
There were piles of timber at the edge of the construction site, and seven or eight people were nailing the roof.
Tang Keke stood beside the ladder, a wooden staff in his hand, chanting softly.
Suddenly, the wind picked up, whipping up several loose planks of wood.
“stop!”
She shouted, ” Dao, the clouds are hanging too low in the east, the rain is coming early!”
The worker was taken aback: “Then what do we do?”
“Finish the roof first!
The walls can be built later!”
Shen Xiaochuan walked over and said, “Listen to her.
Bring five more people over.”
The workers immediately scattered to call for help.
Tang Keke saw Shen Xiaochuan and quickly came to greet him: “Lord God, I’ve calculated it three times.
The earliest rain will fall tonight in the latter half of the night, and the heaviest will be tomorrow morning at dawn.”
Are you sure?
“I’ve been observing celestial phenomena at church for three years, and the cloud thickness and wind direction changes all match up perfectly.
This rain belt has Yin energy, and the wounded must absolutely not get it on them.”
Shen Xiaochuan looked up at the sky, the clouds were heavy and the wind was picking up: “Then let’s race against time.
Bring everyone who can move here to the clinic and get it done first.” Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Tang Keke nodded, then turned and climbed the ladder again.
Shen Xiaochuan entered the clinic.
Inside were ten beds, all newly made wooden frames covered with hay and coarse linen.
Anna was directing three priests to move medicine chests.
“What about the one with the broken leg?” Shen Xiaochuan asked.
The third bed on the left.
Anna took off her outer robe and rolled up her sleeves.
“I’m about to begin the spell.”
How long will it take?
“Six hours, without interruption.
If you stop, all your efforts will be wasted.”
“You can allocate the people outside.
Just ask if you need more people.”
Anna nodded, walked to the bedside and sat down, placing her hands on the wounded soldier’s broken leg.
A white light slowly emanated from her palms.
The light spread like a stream, creeping upwards along the wound.
A slight tremor began at the broken bone.
No one spoke.
A pastor quietly retreated to the doorway and asked in a low voice, “Can it really be connected?”
The other person shook his head: “In the past, the most we could do was stop the bleeding.
Who has ever seen a broken bone regenerate?”
Shen Xiaochuan stood at the door, silent.
An hour passed.
Anna’s forehead was beaded with sweat, but the white light remained steady.
A faint “crackling” sound came from the broken bone, as if the bone was quietly growing back.
Two pastors took turns offering her water, but she didn’t drink it.
Three hours later, the white light suddenly dimmed.
Anna took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and continued to channel her magical power.
Footsteps sounded suddenly outside the door.
Chen Yan rushed in: “Lord God!
People are coming from the north, saying they were sent by Zhang Heng!”
“What’s up?”
“Send the blueprints!
They say it’s the blueprints for a perfect town construction project, it’s extremely urgent!”
Shen Xiaochuan stepped out the door.
A messenger knelt on the ground, holding a bamboo scroll aloft with both hands.
” Zhang Heng instructed me to hand it over to you personally, and there must be no delay.”
Shen Xiaochuan took it and unfolded the drawings.
The map shows the direction of Dao Road, functional zones, and building layout.
The medical clinic is located on the south side of the central area, with the annotation “Level 1 Public Service Facility”.
The locations of residential areas, workshops, granaries, and defensive towers are clearly marked; even the slope and direction of the drainage ditches are noted.
“Where did this picture come from?”
” Zhang Heng drew this all night.
He said you currently lack planning, and the temporary shacks won’t last more than a few days.”
Shen Xiaochuan put away the blueprints: “Go back and tell him I’ve made a note of it.”
The messenger departed.
Shen Xiaochuan returned to the clinic.
Anna continued her treatment.
The white light, though dimmer than before, did not cease.
The wounded man’s complexion gradually returned to normal from its ashen color.
Five hours passed.
The last pastor collapsed to the ground, exhausted.
Anna’s hands trembled slightly, her breathing heavy, yet she never stopped.
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Her voice was hoarse, “It’s almost done.”
Six hours passed.
A flash of white light appeared and then vanished.
Anna’s body went limp, but she was caught in time.
The wounded man on the bed moved his legs and suddenly opened his eyes: “I…I can move?”
The crowd gathered around.
Someone lifted the blanket—the leg was completely healed, the skin smooth, with only a faint scar remaining.
“The broken bone has been set!”
Someone shouted ” Dao!
”
” Dr.
Anna saved him!”
The crowd erupted in excitement.
Several lightly wounded men, on crutches, rushed out, trying to squeeze in for a peek.
A long queue had already formed outside.
Shen Xiaochuan walked to Anna’s side: “Can you still hold on?”
She leaned against the wall, her breathing rapid: “The ones with minor injuries can be treated by the three priests in shifts.
The seriously injured…
I’ll have to wait until I recover.”
“You take a break first.
The rest of you can take your turn in order.”
Anna nodded and was helped to lie down in a corner.
Shen Xiaochuan walked out of the clinic.
The line at the entrance grew longer and longer: there were people with severed fingers, people with burns, and women holding children.
Carl arrived with his security team to maintain order.
“Follow the list!”
He shouted, “Don’t push!
Not a single one will be missed!”
Shen Xiaochuan stood on the steps, silently watching the crowd.
Lolia arrived at some point and stood beside him: “So many people at the clinic?”
“There will be more in the future.”
Shen Xiaochuan said, “If there are too many injured people, there needs to be a place to treat them.”
“Then I’ll make more swords.
It’s a good thing if one less soldier dies.”
Shen Xiaochuan nodded: “We’ll have a meeting tomorrow, and all the craftsmen will be there.
We’ll build the city according to the new blueprints.”
“drawing?”
” Sent by Zhang Heng.
It’s ten times better than what we have now.”
Lolia’s eyes lit up: “Then…
I can also get a workshop?”
“Not only that.
All the apprentices you wanted are yours.”
She smiled and rubbed her hands together.
Shen Xiaochuan looked at the Main Hall: “Let’s go in and discuss the details.”
The two had just taken a step when Tang Keke rushed down from the construction site, his expression suddenly changing.
“God!”
“What’s wrong?”
“The clouds are weird!
It’s not the kind of rain I predicted!”
She pointed to the horizon—a dark cloud was rushing in from the east, its edges tinged with purple, and it was moving extremely fast.
“These clouds…they’re eerie!”
Shen Xiaochuan narrowed his eyes: “What do you mean?”
“It didn’t form naturally!
Someone is pushing it!”