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The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 1791

Hearing Jagoan’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.

Jagoan 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.

Jagoan 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 Jagoan!” A reporter said, licking Jagoan’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,” Jagoan said with a smile.

After answering the reporters’ questions, Jagoan motioned for Jagoan to lead them away.

The reporters were not done with their questions. They had many more questions they wanted to ask and interview, but Jagoan 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 Jagoan’s watchful eye, the reporters had no choice but to leave.

It was getting dark.

Jagoan had treated dozens of patients, but there were many more who had not been treated. No matter how good Jagoan 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 Jagoan and Jagoan 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,” Jagoan said to Shania.

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

Jagoan took care of the wounds, Jagoan kept everything in order, and Yvonne and her mother assisted Jagoan. The delicate mayor’s daughter did nothing.

“Thank you…” Jagoan smiled and nodded.

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 Jagoan and witnessed the slum residents, she suddenly felt a strong discomfort at everything in sight.

“I know…” Quentin nodded before saying with a chuckle. “Uriah texted me. I know you were with Commander Jagoan. Why? Did he say anything to you?”

Shania continued saying, “Well, Uriah and I followed Commander Jagoan 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 Jagoan 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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