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Zhong Ling's figure moved through the dense forest, and his spiritual awareness spread out, covering an area of hundreds of miles.
Soon, she saw the source of the flood.
It was a huge dam built between two mountains.
A huge gap appeared in its abdomen, hundreds of meters wide.
The accumulated flood water is flowing out through this gap.
Zhong Ling's figure appeared on the top of the mountain opposite the dam.
Zhong Ling saw that countless tiny figures downstream were racing against death, using their flesh and blood to build a line of defense for life.
They worked hard and were brave.
But it was also futile.
As long as this gap is not blocked, all efforts downstream will be in vain.
"Forget it." Zhong Ling sighed lightly.
She slowly raised her right hand, clenched her slender white fingers in the air, and suddenly tightened them.
"boom--!!!"
It was as if an invisible giant hand had torn a piece off the mountain.
The rocks and soil broke away from the mountain and hit the gap in the dam directly, wedged into the gap.
The rushing flood stopped.
But this was not enough, Zhong Ling changed her gesture again.
On the mountains on both sides of the dam, more rocks and soil were peeled off and flew into the gap, continuously filling and squeezing it.
In just one minute, the gap was blocked.
The most deadly crisis has been resolved!
On the top of the mountain, Zhong Ling slowly lowered her hand, and with a flash of her figure, she disappeared from the top of the mountain.
It was not until people finally investigated that they discovered the abnormality of the gap. Various stones and soil were forcibly stuffed into the gap.
If the traffic had been blocked later, who knows how many more lives would have been lost.
This inhuman method immediately made people think of Zhong Ling.
Could it be that the God of Bell has arrived? !
This news was reported up the chain of command and finally reached Zhou Zhenguo.
Zhou Zhenguo knew at first glance that it was Zhong Ling's trick, but to be on the safe side, he still called Zhong Ling.
Zhong Ling was strolling on the streets of Shangjing at the time. Seeing that it was Zhou Zhenguo calling, Zhong Ling answered the call:
"Minister Zhou, what's the matter?"
"So, Comrade Zhong Ling, did you go to Geji Town in the southwest and seal the breach at the Degu Dam?"
Zhou Zhenguo has been dealing with Zhong Ling for a long time and has learned to be straightforward.
"Well, I saw it and made up for it." Zhong Ling replied indifferently.
The tone was so calm that I thought he was answering what to have for lunch.
This made Zhou Zhenguo sigh, how lucky Daxia was to have Zhong Ling!
Zhong Ling hung up the phone and was about to go try the famous pastry shop on the corner when someone suddenly grabbed her arm tightly.
"Xiaoya, where have you been? Grandma has been looking for you for a long time. Come home with grandma!"
An urgent voice sounded.
Zhong Ling turned her head and saw a well-dressed old lady with gray hair grabbing her arm tightly.
The old lady's eyes were paranoid and her face was anxious.
Zhong Ling did not struggle. He understood the situation with just a glance of his spiritual sense.
There is something wrong with this old lady's brain. It is Alzheimer's disease, and it seems to have developed to the middle or late stages.
"Grandma, you've got the wrong person." Zhong Ling's voice was calm.
"Nonsense! You are my Xiaoya! Why are you arguing with your grandma, kid?" The old lady became more powerful.
"Are you angry with your family again? Go back with grandma, no one will dare to do anything to you."
Passersby around cast curious glances.
Zhong Ling didn't want to be watched here. She looked at the old lady's stubborn movements and felt a slight movement in her heart. Well, let's help her this time.
She raised her other hand, extended her index finger, and gently tapped the old lady's brow.
Gentle spiritual power flowed along the fingertips into the old lady's brow, wandering through her chaotic brain nerves.
Those chaotic and broken neurons are gently combed and reconnected by an invisible hand.
The whole process takes only a moment.
The old lady's hand that was holding Zhong Ling's arm suddenly loosened.
The expression on her face returned to normal and she blinked blankly, as if awakened from a dream.
She found herself standing on the street, dragging a strange girl with a pretty face.
Memories came flooding back.
She remembered that when she woke up from her nap, her mind became confused again, and she insisted on going out to find her granddaughter Xiaoya who settled abroad.
She remembered how she had avoided the nanny and ran out alone.
I still remember that I had just grabbed this girl in a daze, thinking she was my granddaughter...
Old Mrs. Su's well-maintained face turned red in an instant.
"Miss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" She quickly withdrew her hand and apologized awkwardly.
"I... this is just my old habit. I didn't mean to do it. I'm really sorry."
But there was a storm in her heart.
She was all too aware of her illness. From the initial fluctuating conditions, to now living with a chaotic memory for most of her life, she couldn't even recognize her son.
The doctor has long said that this disease is irreversible and will only get worse.
But just now, this girl woke up by just a gentle touch?
It was not a brief moment of clarity, but an unprecedented clarity that returned to the state before I got sick.
This... this is not something an ordinary person can do!
Old Mrs. Su could not hide her shock. The look in her eyes when she looked at Zhong Ling changed, and was filled with indescribable awe and excitement.
"Thank you, girl, thank you so much!" She bowed with a sincere tone.
"Can you...can you tell me your name, or leave me your contact information? When I get home, I'll definitely have my family come to thank you!"
With her family background and connections, she is confident that she can meet any request made by the other party.
"It's just a small favor, no need." Zhong Ling said lightly.
She didn't want to have anything to do with the powerful people in Beijing, it would be troublesome.
After saying that, she turned and left, disappearing around the corner in a few breaths.
Old Mrs. Su stood there in a daze, looking at the direction the girl disappeared, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
She felt her brain and found that it had indeed returned to normal, confirming that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.
Unable to keep the person, she had no choice but to go home first.
…
Go to Beijing, somewhere in an old house.
Su Jianguo, the eldest son of the Su family, was on the phone.
"What? Still haven't found it? Have you searched the entire Houhai?" He growled into the phone, his face ashen.
"Keep looking! Mobilize everyone we can. My mom's illness is such that if she gets lost, it'll be a disaster!"
After hanging up the phone, he paced back and forth in the living room in annoyance.
His wife came over and asked worriedly, "No news yet?"
"No!" Su Jianguo punched the mahogany coffee table.
"It's all the fault of that new nanny. How could she let my mom sneak out alone?"
Just then, the door was pushed open and a familiar figure walked in.
"What are you yelling about? I'm not dead yet."
Su Jianguo and his wife turned around suddenly and were stunned for a moment.
I saw Old Mrs. Su standing at the door, her eyes were clear and her back was straight. She didn't look sick at all.
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