Sean was treating an old man with a leg injury.

The old man was herding sheep on a nearby hillside when he injured his calf with a sickle while cutting grass for his sheep.

Although the wound was not particularly deep, his wound became infected and festered because it was not treated in time.

Sean's treatment for such injuries was simple. He would cut off the rotten parts around the wound, disinfect the remaining area, and stitch it up.

As soon as Sean completed the treatment, several journalists, led by Zander, walked over and surrounded Sean.

Reporters with microphones swarmed around Sean while cameramen pointed at him with cannon-like cameras on their shoulders.

"Are you Sean Lennon, the commander-in-chief of Dorodo's city defense army?"

One beautiful female reporter asked.

"Yes."

Sean nodded.

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