The Guardian's Sword

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Hearing Sean's confirmation, the female reporter and other reporters looked excited.

"Why did you take time out of your busy schedule to come to the slum and give free treatment to these poor

people?" Another reporter asked.

Sean smiled and said, "Because the living conditions of the people here are terrible. They can barely feed

themselves, let alone have money for medical treatment. It's why I came here to treat them."

"Won't this impact your management of the city defense army? After all, your time is so valuable," Another reporter

asked.

Sean nodded slowly and said, "There's no way it didn't have any impact. But poverty is not a minor issue. If it's not

handled well, it can be worse than war, so I think properly dealing with poverty is a bigger priority."

"I see... You're very kind, Commander Lennon!" A reporter said, licking Sean's boots as several other reporters

nodded in agreement.

"If our mayor, Dorodo's government hospital, relevant health organizations, and the poverty relief department can

solve poverty, Iwon't have to do this," Sean said with a smile.

After answering the reporters' questions, Sean motioned for Zander to lead them away.

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The reporters were not done with their questions. They had many more questions they wanted to ask and

interview, but Zander did not give them any more time.

"Our commander is busy. You're lucky enough to get five minutes to interview him. Hurry out of here..."

Under Zander's watchful eye, the reporters had no choice but to leave.

It was getting dark.

Sean had treated dozens of patients, but there were many more who had not been treated. No matter how good

Sean was, not every illness or injury could be treated.

Of course, it was not that he was incapable. It was because he could not physically cure everyone. Even if he split

his body in two, he could not take care of all the patients in the world. Thus, some problems must be solved at their

root.

It was already getting late, and it was time for Sean and Zander to return to Dorodo's army camp.

"Ms. Lewis, don't stay here any longer. It's getting late, and it's not safe for you to stay here alone as a girl. You

better hurry back to the mayor's residence with Uriah," Sean said to Shania.

Shania was a little embarrassed because she did nothing to help today. She only watched as she followed Sean

around.

Sean took care of the wounds, Zander kept everything in order, and Yvonne and her mother assisted Sean. The

delicate mayor's daughter did nothing.

"I see... I'll tell my father about this place when I get back," Shania said earnestly.

"Thank you..." Sean smiled and nodded.

Shania followed Uriah back to the mayor's residence around 9 p.m.

Mayor Quentin had just finished his dinner and was about to go to his room to rest.

"Dad, I have something to tell you," Shania said as she trotted over to her father, Quentin.

"Let's go to the living room," Quentin said with a chuckle.

Quentin led his daughter Shania to the living room. With her feet on the thick fluffy carpet as she smelled the

fragrance in the air in the living room and looked at the luxury and exquisite furnishing, Shania suddenly felt

unaccustomed.

Having grown up in the mayor's residence and enjoying splendor and wealth, she used to take everything in front of

her for granted. However, after the trip to the slum today, where she followed behind Sean and witnessed the slum

residents, she suddenly felt a strong discomfort at everything in sight.

The sight before her was so beautiful that it was too good to be true.

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"Dad, I didn't come home last night," Shania said after pondering it.

"I know..." Quentin nodded before saying with a chuckle. "Uriah texted me. I know you were with Commander

Lennon. Why? Did he say anything to you?"

Shania continued saying, "Well, Uriah and I followed Commander Lennon to the slum on the west to learn about the

poor's life this morning..."

Quentin had already begun to frown at this.

Shania did not notice the change in her father's expression as she continued saying, "Life is so hard for people living

in the slum. They can barely survive. Many are far from secure, but that's not the main point. Most importantly,

they don't even have the money to see a doctor..."

"Anyone sick or injured can only endure and wait for themselves to heal with time. With luck, they will heal

themselves. If not, their illness and injuries will worsen. It may start as a minor illness, but the lack of medical

attention can lead to major complications, possibly death..."

"Okay, I got it.." Quentin quickly interrupted his daughter.

He pressed his nose bridge with his right forefinger and thumb.

After rubbing it several times, he said, "I didn't expect you to suddenly focus on the slum. It's an old problem. None

of the previous mayors of Dorodo had been able to solve the slum's problem properly. I'm afraid I'm incapable of it

too. But Commander Lennon must have had a plan since he took you there. I'll get in touch with him and discuss it

with him."

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