Chapter 3579: treatment

Seeing the old grandma said so, I hurriedly continued: "If your old man is willing to let me provide you with care for you, it will be my honor."
"Hmph, you're a little bit, but you can really talk, but when you get old, you will be old, so you won't go to your place."
After all, with my support, he smiled and headed towards the medical institution.
Entering the ward, the old grandmother's eyes met Casillas slightly, then she moved away lightly, and told me: "Small, bring me a chair."
"okay."
In response, I hurriedly moved the largest, softest, and most comfortable sofa.
Seeing this, the old grandma laughed and said, "I asked you to move a chair and you moved the sofa over. Isn't it too heavy?"
"Serving you, your old man is naturally not too heavy, not at all."
I quickly responded with a smile.
In other words, I really don’t want to be a licking dog, or I’m willing to be a petite, it’s really the generations of these grandparents, qualifications and strength are there, even if Master Dewey meets them, they will hold the gift of juniors. As the son of Master Dewey, how dare I be presumptuous after seeing them.
Besides, this group of grandparents are different from many powerful seniors I have seen. Not only do they have no arrogance, they are also very talkative, and their attitude is not arrogant. Such a virtuous, talented, and strong elderly, I Is there any reason not to respect them?
The old grandma didn't ask for anything, she still smiled and sat on the sofa, waving her hands, a light green light condensed, and she sank into Casillas.
This pale green light was very similar to the light that Old Father Taylor once condensed, but the difference was that the pale green light that had just submerged into Casillas's body in front of him looked more profound and pure.
For a long time, the old grandmother sighed, her tone was slow but her expression didn't change: "Well...very domineering force."
"Domineering?" I frowned, my face solemnly said: "Is it really difficult to deal with?"
"It's hard to deal with" the old grandmother nodded, and then put her palm on Casillas' belly. At the same time, the green light bloomed like a small green sun.
Along with the more and more vigorous green light, the old grandma's fragile body also shivered slightly. At the same time, her forehead and sideburns were slowly sweating.
The strength of the grandmother may not be as strong as the leader of the national power organization, but her breath strength is no less than that of any apostle, and because she has been a priest for many years, she has long been able to cure, purify, expel, and restore priest skills. Practicing to the realm of Dacheng.
Even Father Taylor is not as good as her in many areas of the pastor's profession.
It stands to reason that it is not very difficult for a priest of this level to expel other forces that have been mixed into the body.
However, there is a premise that the power mixed into the body cannot be too much stronger than the surgeon. Once the power mixed into the body is too much stronger than the surgeon, not only can it not be driven out, but it may also affect the life of the surgeon. .
Father Taylor once said that in the past, some priests tried to exercise their strength and will by driving away powerful forces, but they were backlashed by the strength, ranging from the whole person into a state of madness, and sometimes died on the spot.
This kind of situation happened frequently in a special period, until the rulers issued a ban, prohibiting the priest from forcing the law, which finally prevented the possibility of the priest's profession being on the verge of extinction.
While I was thinking about it, the green light in the hands of the grandmother had reached an extremely strong level, probably reaching a critical value, because the green light no longer became stronger, but existed in a constant manner.
At this moment, Casillas' huge body was all wrapped in green light, and the hideous expression on his terrifying face was also being wrapped in green light, and it gradually became more relaxed.
"How do you feel?" I leaned over and asked softly.
"Very bad" Casillas said: "But, it works."
"Don't pant when you speak," I said, "This will make people very uncomfortable."
After all, I continue to observe the state of the grandmother.
It's been a quarter of an hour since the start of treatment, and the old grandma's body has some unnatural shaking. As expected, she is almost reaching the limit of physical strength.
I hurried to her side, ready to protect him at any time.
"Well......"
With a bad nasal sound, the old grandmother's body shook, and she was about to fall down. I hurriedly reached out and held her.
"Are you okay?" I asked in a low voice.
"Hehehe, old lady, I'm fine, I can hold it."
The old grandma laughed and said, although her words were natural, her voice was trembling.
"You look very bad at first glance. Would you like to take a break?" I asked again.
"No, no need." The grandmother waved her hand and said, "Healing the sick and saving people, and eradicating evil is what the pastor should do. This is the heart and the mission."
After all, she continued to stubbornly treat, but I know very well that if this continues, the old woman's body will be exhausted in a short time.
My face was solemn, and after a long time, I asked: "Can you find other pastors to come and heal with you?"
"Unless the affinity is constant, the priest's power can't be superimposed," the grandmother said.
"How about my power?" I asked curiously.
The old grandma looked at my eyes, did not refuse, she still smiled and said: "Then you can give a little bit of strength to try."
"Okay" promised, I didn't hesitate, and Qin had a murderous intent.
The flowing killing intent was like a strongly corrosive substance, and it corroded a large part of the power of the old woman in an instant.
The old grandma looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "This force..."
"Ah, sorry, it was my negligence." As I spoke, I was about to reduce my strength, but listened to the old grandmother: "Wait, don't reduce my strength!"
I looked at a loss: "What?"
"Your power..." The old grandmother said halfway, splitting a group of green light, forcibly wrapping a small group of killing intent, and sending it into Casillas's body, a few minutes later, She looked slightly calmer, sighed, and said, "It turns out to be... like this?"
Immediately, she looked at me and said: "Small, from now on, you must release this power as much as possible."
"But, won't my power consume your power?"
"It doesn't matter" said the grandmother: "My old lady, I still have a lot of strength accumulated over the years, but I still have to thank you for your kindness."
Hearing this, I didn't hesitate anymore, and released as much killing intent as I could control.
The black and red killing intent was like mist, slowly spreading, covering the small half of the room with a layer of enchanting and weird color.
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