Mu Qi had just ended the call with the contact and set down his phone when Zhang Zhao beside him spoke like a firecracker that had been lit, unable to wait any longer to ask.
"What solution did he come up with for all these injuries on us?"
Mu Qi wore his usual smile and said unhurriedly, "His suggestion was that we find someone with a healing ability to treat our wounds."
Zhang Zhao's brows instantly twisted into a knot. "We don't know anyone in Rong City, let alone someone awakened with a healing ability! Isn't this making things difficult for us?"
Mu Qi was about to answer when the phone on the sofa suddenly vibrated. Its crisp text-message alert rang especially loudly in the quiet room.
Mu Qi picked up the phone and saw that the message was from the contact.
He quickly opened it. After reading it, the smile on his face grew even broader.
Seeing Mu Qi like this, Zhang Zhao asked curiously, "What's the situation?"
Mu Qi held the phone out in front of Zhang Zhao. "The contact sent us the address of someone who can treat us. We just need to go find him."
Zhang Zhao glanced over the text message. His expression instantly turned complicated, and he could not help saying,
"How is this person's home so close to the Ability Management Bureau? He's got some nerve!"
As members of an organization that could not see the light of day, they naturally had to choose residences far away from the Ability Management Bureau. Only then could they evade investigators as much as possible.
Yet this doctor who specifically treated criminals had chosen a residence only a few hundred meters from the Ability Management Bureau. It made him seem outrageously bold.
Mu Qi pondered for