After several hours of hard work, 1,156 injured people were all healed under the treatment of Zi Su. Although Zi Su had spiritual power and became stronger than before, she still felt tired. In addition to the huge consumption of spiritual power and true qi, the most important thing was his heart fatigue.

The injured were cured, but those who died would never survive.

And although he was trying his best to remedy, when some of the families of the dead and injured arrived, they criticized the hotel staff without any discrimination, slandered the Zi family and attacked others in a real way, to be honest, he was really helpless, he did not make any excuses, and all explanations seemed pale and powerless at this time, and even useless.

There were also more and more onlookers who were not serious about the matter. In the early morning, the Zihai Hotel was surrounded by a mess, and they surrounded it. However, their gossip and the ability to spread rumors made Zi Su also helpless. It would be great if they had such great enthusiasm for charity.

Even when he was busy during the treatment of Zisu, various newspapers and magazines in Zihai City came to join in the fun and insisted on interviewing him. After one interviewed another, he went on to ask some very tricky or even rash questions, as if this would be possible to find the truth about the fire.

Zi Su was helpless and finally stopped accepting an interview. She only said a brief sentence, "I can only tell you that this fire was a man-made revenge and a serious terrorist crime. People are doing it and God is watching, and they will not have a good ending."

The worst thing is that some people tried to make trouble under the temptation of interests. If Yu Feng had not shocked them with her powerful strength, he would probably have to be distracted to solve the problem.

Mo Wen saw Zisu's physical and mental fatigue. She felt that Zisu could not do anything better. There were a few rich people like him with a net worth of hundreds of billions of yuan who would work so hard to treat the injured personally.

She has seen too many so-called rich people who are unkind to be rich. If something happens, they will only hide it or spend money to make things happen. Some even kill those seriously injured people directly, because the compensation for the deaths in the empire is very low, while the cost of curing serious injuries is very high.

Zisu is so hard but not understood. To be honest, Mo Wen feels wronged. Besides, someone deliberately sets fire. Zisu is actually the biggest victim.

"The clear one is clear, and the turbid one is turbid. The magic doctor of Zisu, no matter how others slander you, I, Mo Wen, always believe that you are different from other rich people. If you have a kind heart for a doctor, you are the best."

Mo Wen's voice transmission is like a clear spring, nourishing Zi Su's heart.

No matter how powerful a person is, he will occasionally be fragile. In fact, Zisu consumes too much spiritual power and produces some negative emotions.

Now that Mo Wen was comforted like this, he immediately laughed. What's wrong with him? Isn't it just that they don't understand him? What's the matter with them not understanding him? Most people follow the crowd. How can they expect everyone to understand him? As long as the people they care about understands, it's enough, just like Mo Wen understands himself.

In an instant, the feeling of fatigue disappeared, and instead was filled with a full of positive energy. In this process, Zi Su's spiritual thoughts were well tempered and his mood was greatly improved.

"Mo Wen, thank you for your comfort. Don't worry, I'm fine now. Also, thank you for lending a helping hand without hesitation when I encounter difficulties."

"Doctor Zisu, don't say that. Being able to work with you and share some of it for you is the happiest thing Mo Wen is." After saying this, Mo Wen blushed, which was like revealing his own voice to Zisu.

Seeing Mo Wen's long hair fluttering, his jade face turned slightly red, and his touching warmth was emitting. Zi Su knew that she had owed another love debt and the burden on her shoulders was heavier.

But the atmosphere is not suitable for romance now, so he sent a voice transmission: "So, Mo Wen, if I want to ask you to be my assistant, you will definitely agree, right?"

When you get the moon near the water, flowers and trees will easily turn into spring.

Although Mo Wen was a little disappointed when he didn't get a positive response from Zi Su, she felt that she would have a better chance in the future to be able to follow Zi Su and live and work with him.

"I promise, but you have to send me a formal appointment letter. Also, you have to give me some advice on my medical skills, otherwise I would probably be very incompetent as an assistant."

"No problem. When this matter is finished, I will personally send you a letter of appointment, and I will also pass on all the medical skills of your miraculous doctors." This was something that Zi Su had decided early in the morning, so naturally he would not regret it even more.

"Ah..." Zisu's words were a surprise to Mo Wen. She never expected Zisu to spread the medical skills of her genius doctor, but she also had concerns, fearing that Zisu would take responsibility, so she turned to shake her head and said, "Magic Doctor Zisu, this is not good. Will the old doctor blame you for private transmission?"

Zi Su found that Mo Wen was really good at thinking and was very good at thinking for others. He smiled and said, "Silly girl, you may not know. Now I am the head of the genius doctor and have the right to teach medical skills privately. Besides, if my grandfather sees you, he will like it very much. Also, don't call me genius doctor in private in the future, just call me Zi Su, otherwise it will sound very strange."

A silly girl made Mo Wen feel Zi Su’s intimacy with her. She nodded happily and said, “Oh, it turns out that you are the head of the sect, the little girl is disrespectful.”

"Haha, isn't it a surprise? Then call me the master."

"If you don't call me, I'm not a disciple of the genius doctor."

"It's not going to be soon now."

"Then wait and call."

The two were joking. In fact, it was not that simple if Mo Wen wanted to join the Xiaoyao Divine Doctor Sect, and he had to obtain permission from his master Cang Mingjing.

It is said that Cang Mingjing has been missing for a long time, and no one knows where he went, and Mo Wen hasn't seen his master for a long time.

At this time, Zi Su suddenly thought of Qin Ruyu's adoptive father, the Immortal Military Advisor Qin Mingjing. Both of them were named Mingjing. Is this a coincidence?

But he thought about it again, there were many races in the vast universe, and there might be many people named Mingjing, so he should not be so sensitive.

...

Although Li Chun is in her thirties, she is still alone. It’s not that she has no suitors, but that she has not met the right person.

From the moment she saw Zisu, she knew that she could no longer extricate herself, so she gave up her original good job without hesitation, accepted Zisu's recruitment, and returned to serve as the manager of Zihai Hotel.

She knew very well that she and Zi Su were two parallel lines that would never intersect, but she did not regret her decision. Being able to do things for the person she liked and being able to help him run this hotel well was her greatest pride.

But now this pride was burned out by a fire. She almost collapsed with guilt. Fortunately, Zi Su comforted her in time.

A scholar dies for his confidant, and a woman is tolerate him for his pleasing.

Li Chun felt that she really didn't like the wrong person, so she must cheer up and let the Zihai Hotel return to its glory as soon as possible and embark on a better tomorrow.
Chapter completed!