Chapter 582 (1/2)

The village head vowed that as long as God saved her mother, she would never kill again, which made Chang Wen's heart finally come down.

However, if the village head's mother dies, then he can abandon the oath. Maybe he will think that Chang Wen is a bereaved star and suspect that he killed his mother. In this way, the village head will bury himself alive without hesitation.

The village head's wife yelled wildly: ”no, my mother's mouth is foaming. I'm afraid it won't work.”

The village head's house is in a mess, and no one has any idea.

A strong man flattered: ”village head, even if we lose our lives, we have to send our aunt to the township health center for rescue.”

The village head scolded: ”you have no brain. If you walk on a mountain road in this kind of weather, you will fall into a cliff. You want my mother to break up!”

”Village head, I'm... I'm in a hurry. I think my mother is so sick. If she doesn't get rescued in time, I'm afraid...”

The village head stretched out his hands and cried out to the sky, ”God, send a magic soldier to save my mother. I will burn incense for you every day and pray for you!”

Chang Wen cried out: ”village head, I can cure the old man's disease.”

The village head was surprised and asked: ”little white face, what do you say?”

”Village head, I know a little Chinese medicine. Let me treat the elderly.”

The village head asked the strong man around him, ”what does little white face say?”

The strong man turned his lips and said, ”Xiao Bai Lian boasted that he could cure my mother. I think he was scared out of his mind.”

The village head asked aloud, ”little white face, can you cure?”

”Village head, there's no time. The old man's illness can't be delayed. Please untie my rope and let me show it to the old man.”

The village head's wife ran over and said anxiously, ”our mother is only out of breath, but not in breath. I'm afraid it won't last for an hour.”

Chang Wen saw that the village head didn't believe that he could cure his illness. He said sincerely, ”village head, you can't watch your mother die. At least let me cure her. If you can't cure her, I'd rather make atonement by death.”

The village head's wife looked at Chang Wen and asked, ”have you ever studied medicine?”

Chang Wen lied: ”I was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine. I have learned medicine from my grandfather since I was a child, and I know a little bit of medicine.”

The village head's wife said anxiously: ”village head, let the little white face show our mother. We can't let our mother wait to die.”

The village head looked at Chang Wen and asked, ”you don't mean to lie about your medical knowledge in order to survive. I tell you: if you can't cure my mother's disease, you have to be buried with my mother.”

”Yes, I agree.”

The village head's wife urged: ”let xiaobailian see our mother as soon as possible. He has already said that he is willing to atone for his death if he can't be cured. I think he still has a bit of spectrum. Otherwise, he doesn't dare to blow the bull.”

The village head waved and said to some strong men, ”go and untie the rope of little white face and let him see my mother.”

Several strong men rushed into the yard and untied Chang Wen's rope.

Chang Wen went into the room, stretched his hands and feet, and said, ”there's no time. I have to see the old man right away.”

He hurried into the bedroom of the village head's mother and saw that the old man was dying.

Chang Wen said, ”please stay away from others and leave the village head's wife to be a helper for me.”

All the people dodged.

The village head's wife asked, ”little white face, do you really know how to cure? It's no joke. If it's not cured, my husband will bury you alive. ”