Pokémon Invasion: Explaining Pokémon to Save the World

Chapter 223 223: The Pokémon Medical Center and the Suffering Espurr

After the viewers pointed it out, Chen Mo also realized something.

There were simply too many messages in the livestream chat—he couldn't possibly keep up with all of them. Sometimes, when things got busy, he would even miss highlighted messages.

However—

Ah Hui used to send highlighted messages so frequently—and for such long durations—that it was impossible for Chen Mo to miss them.

Yet ever since the Mount Zangqing trip began, Chen Mo realized he hadn't seen Ah Hui in the stream for a long time.

"Is he mad?"

After thinking it over, Chen Mo shook his head.

When he left for Mount Zangqing, he hadn't invited Ah Hui—but given Ah Hui's personality, he wouldn't get upset over something like that.

In the front yard, several potted plants Ah Hui had bought were neatly arranged. Their branches had clearly been trimmed recently and were growing well.

Chen Mo didn't dwell on it.

"I'll check again tonight."

—

Under the warm morning sunlight, Anping City felt peaceful.

With the arrival of a new era, this first pilot city had gained increasing exposure online.

Just as viewers had said—

It was now common to see people walking around with Pokémon on the streets.

The city was no longer the quiet place it once was.

"Morning, Teacher Mo!"

Before long, Chen Mo was recognized.

Even with a mask and hat, Pikachu on his shoulder was too eye-catching.

Fortunately—

Residents of Anping City had been carefully selected. While not all elites, their general quality was high.

Most could tell Chen Mo didn't want to be disturbed, so they only greeted him in passing.

Chen Mo responded politely.

Soon—

They arrived at the Pokémon Medical Center in the city center.

It was Chen Mo's first time seeing it in this world.

Clearly—

The officials had followed his suggestions.

The building used a red-and-white color scheme, and even the logo was a Poké Ball—specifically the Hisuian style with a clasp.

"Teacher Mo!"

An elderly voice called out.

A white-haired man in a lab coat, energetic despite his age, approached with several medical staff.

"Teacher Mo, welcome to the Pokémon Medical Center."

"Elder Zheng…"

Chen Mo smiled awkwardly.

"We agreed you'd call me Xiao Mo."

"Haha, just a form of address. Alright, Xiao Mo it is—come, let's talk inside."

Elder Zheng was warm and easygoing.

With the center opening soon—and millions watching the livestream—he took this visit very seriously.

This was, after all, a major public introduction.

—

Under Chen Mo's request, Zheng led a full tour.

Unlike Pokémon Centers in the original world, this one was purely medical—no lodging or battle facilities.

Not because they didn't want to—

But because the current stage didn't require it.

And more importantly—

Reality was far more complex than games or anime.

In games, healing was instant.

In reality—

Different Pokémon, different injuries, required different treatments.

Poison, paralysis, burns, sleep, freezing—each had specialized care.

Severe cases even required emergency intervention.

"…Currently, the center is divided into eighteen departments based on Pokémon types, plus one emergency department."

"This allows for more accurate diagnosis and treatment."

Chen Mo nodded and occasionally relayed viewer questions.

When asked why centers were needed despite healing items, Zheng answered seriously:

"Potions treat surface injuries—but not everything is visible."

"Some moves cause internal damage. Improper treatment may leave hidden issues, which could worsen later in life."

"A good example is the Houndoom Xiao Mo encountered at Mount Zangqing."

"So I recommend regular checkups—especially after intense battles."

The chat reacted immediately:

[Got it—potions are temporary. Medical centers ensure long-term health.]

[Full checkup under 100? That's cheap.]

[Cheaper than potions?? That's insane.]

[This is why I love this country.]

Chen Mo said nothing.

That was exactly the point.

Not everyone had something like his Detection Eye.

—

After over an hour—

They were about to examine the Pokémon egg when—

A doctor rushed over.

"Elder Zheng!"

"What's wrong?"

"A young man outside brought a Pokémon we can't identify. He's asking for Teacher Mo."

"For me?"

Chen Mo was surprised.

The doctor nodded, serious.

"The Pokémon looks… very unwell."

Before Chen Mo could respond, Zheng said:

"Take me there."

—

In the lobby—

A young man in a wheelchair looked up anxiously.

When he saw Chen Mo, hope lit up in his eyes.

"Teacher Mo—please, save my Xiao Miao!"

He tried to stand—

But Chen Mo quickly stopped him.

"Stay seated."

Then—

Chen Mo looked at the Pokémon in his arms.

A small gray, cat-like creature, curled up, trembling in pain.

"…Espurr."

At the same time, Zheng confirmed it via the Pokédex.

"Can you hand it to us for treatment?"

The young man hesitated.

He had come specifically for Chen Mo.

Chen Mo smiled gently.

"I'm good at explaining Pokémon—not treating them. If you want to save it, trust the professionals."

"They'll give you back a healthy Espurr."

That settled it.

The young man carefully handed over Espurr.

"Please… it's a very good child… please save it!"

"We will."

Zheng nodded firmly.

"Prepare emergency treatment! And call Psychic-type specialists!"

"Understood!"

The staff sprang into action.

Though they once treated humans—

Their professionalism remained.

Zheng turned apologetically:

"Xiao Mo, we'll have to delay the egg examination…"

"No problem. Go ahead."

The egg could wait.

Espurr couldn't.

From Chen Mo's Detection Eye, its condition was already critical.

—

After Zheng left—

The young man asked anxiously:

"Can I go check on it?"

Chen Mo shook his head gently.

"Stay here. Trust them."

"…I hope so…"

He looked devastated.

Chen Mo patted his shoulder.

"Tell me—when did this start?"

"…This morning…"

The young man's voice trembled.

"I've been injured recently, so I can't move well. Espurr usually wakes me up."

"But today—it didn't."

"I found it still in bed. It even greeted me… told me not to worry."

"But when I brought food—"

"It was curled up, shaking… completely unresponsive…"

"I'm scared… I'm really scared something will happen to it."

He looked at Chen Mo desperately.

"Teacher Mo… please save it…"

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