Chen Mo treated all the injuries and illnesses, especially the dozen or so patients whose bodies had been invaded by Alien Energy. It was an easy task for him. The treatment itself was quick, but the patients' recovery was not.
Besides, even if Chen Mo had a way to make these injured and sick people recover quickly, he would not use it. Doing so would require precious pills. Those were healing medicines used by cultivators, and he would be reluctant to waste them.
Therefore, the injured and sick patients could only lie in bed and recuperate properly. Fortunately, while there were no cultivation pills, there were martial artists' pills. After taking them, the patients could recover from their injuries faster.
In one day, Chen Mo treated more than half of them and planned to continue with the rest tomorrow.
He deliberately slowed down. If he moved too quickly, there would be a pile of trouble afterward. The human heart was the hardest thing to predict.
After giving instructions for the follow-up medical orders, he carried his medical kit back to the villa.
At that moment, Qi Yacheng was bringing two workers to carry the ordered goods into the villa's basement.
There was a huge pile of food, drinks, clothing, daily necessities, and all kinds of exploration equipment. Since money was no object, they had bought rather a lot. The two workers spent quite some time carrying everything inside before all the supplies were moved. Two large basement rooms were packed to the brim.
"A Mo, there's still part of the supplies we haven't bought. Mainly because they were out of stock there, or the quantity wasn't enough, so they need time to prepare it," Qi Yacheng said.
"When will the missing goods be ready?" Chen Mo swept his Spiritual Sense