Fang Zilan and Awan quickly rushed to the epidemic area closest to Mushan Pass, which was the village and town where they had settled before coming to Mushan Pass. The last time they came here, although the town was not particularly prosperous, it was still lively with people coming and going. But now when they returned to their old place, they saw that every door was closed, there were patients dying on the streets, and it was a scene of decay. .
Seeing this, Awan quickly put a silk handkerchief around Fang Zilan's face and told her, "You must never take this silk handkerchief off."
"What about drinking water and eating?" Fang Zilan's lips curled up slightly, and Awan glared at her while tying a silk handkerchief around herself, "You still have time to joke, why not spend more time thinking about how to solve the situation in front of you."
Fang Zilan said nothing and just parked the car on the side of the road. As soon as the car stopped, Awan jumped out of the car and walked straight to the nearest old man who was sitting on the street corner with a hunched body.
When the old man saw Awan approaching, he took a few steps back in horror, covered his face with his tattered sleeves, and shouted at her with all his strength: "Don't come here!"
Awan stopped not far from him and said in a comforting voice: "Grandpa, I'm not a bad person. I just saw you sitting here alone and wanted to ask if there is anything you need my help with?"
"No need..." the old man said and coughed suddenly, "Just stay away from me, just to help me."
Fang Zilan stood by the car and observed the old man's condition. She saw that his clothes were tattered except for the sleeves. Although the rest of his clothes were stained with dust and not as bright as before, judging from the texture and neatness of the pattern, he did not seem to be in tatters. The beggar. With his sleeves half-covered, he could vaguely see an abnormal flush on his face, which should be a symptom of high fever.
"Grandpa, I see that you seem to be infected with an illness. I am proficient in medical skills. Can you let me take a look at it for you?" Awan took another step forward, and the old man coughed even harder, "Don't do it. Come here! This is a disease, I might infect you, so hurry up!"
Even though he was so sick, he didn't forget to remind others that this old man was also kind-hearted. Thinking of this, Fang Zilan no longer hesitated, walked around Awan and walked to the old man, squatted down and softly comforted: "Don't be afraid, we are here for this."
"You?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened as if he realized something, "How is that possible? There will be no one here... no... no one will save..."
He said no three times intermittently, and then he couldn't breathe and passed out. The situation was urgent, so Fang Zilan hurriedly laid him flat on the ground, and Awan walked up quickly. After checking his pulse, he couldn't help but give him acupuncture.
"This won't work. Grandpa is getting old and shouldn't lie outside for a long time. We have to find out if there is a medical center nearby." A Wan withdrew the injection, but saw Fang Zilan's expression on the side was solemn, "I don't know if there is a situation like this now. The hospital is willing to take in people infected with the disease."
"You have to be willing if you don't want to." Awan said angrily: "Listening to what the old man said just now, I'm afraid everyone in the town feels that he is hopeless and has been given up. Since he will be like this If you think about it, then I guess the doctors in the town think the same way. Now that the matter has come to this, it’s better to be a living horse doctor.”
"King Rong'an blocked the plague areas. Although he could effectively control the spread of the epidemic, it also caused huge panic to the people living in these areas." Fang Zilan sighed, "They will feel that they have been abandoned by the capital."
Awan raised his eyes and looked at her, "I felt the same way before you decided to come. But now, since we dare to come, we must have an explanation."
"Yes." Fang Zilan said, dragging and lifting the old man on the ground, "Awan, go and drive the car over, let's go find the medical center."
Awan hesitated for a moment and wanted to step forward to help, but when he saw the obvious restraint in her eyes, he stopped and turned around to drive the car over, leaving her alone to put the old man in the car. superior.
Fang Zilan looked after the old man, and Awan drove the car. After a while, they found a hospital with a locked door. After the two exchanged glances, Awan parked the car at the door of the medical center, then ran to the door and knocked hard several times, shouting: "Open the door quickly! My grandpa is sick and needs medical treatment urgently!"
No one responded at first, until Awan slammed the door hard, and someone finally came out and opened the door a crack.
Seeing that it was a young girl, the visitor couldn't help but spit, "Where did the little girl come from? She knows how to find bad luck. There are so many people who are sick, including your grandfather. Go, go, go, look for someone else if you want to see a doctor." Go away! Don't cry in front of my house, it's bad luck!"
After he finished speaking, he was about to close the door, but was stopped by a sword. Although the sword was separated from the scabbard, along the hilt of the plum blossom branch, one could clearly feel the fierce power of the sword holder. He just heard her say word by word: "You think you can escape by standing idly by and having no entrance or exit." Was it robbed?"
"You!" The visitor was obviously frightened by her, but he still said boldly: "Who are you? What does our medical center do have to do with you? If you say you won't save me, you won't save me. I won't save you even if I'm here. save!"
"Is it not possible to save or cannot be saved?" Fang Zilan raised an eyebrow, and knocked the person's shoulder through the scabbard with the plum sword in his hand. He couldn't help but shrink back, "Who said it can't be saved? You...you Don’t ruin the reputation of our medical center!”
"What kind of reputation does your medical clinic have? Why haven't I heard of it?" Awan glanced at the visitor with disdain and tugged on Fang Zilan's sleeve, "That's all, let's not waste our time with him. When we have this moment, we can find him again. A medical center is ready."
"Okay." Fang Zilan casually withdrew the plum sword, and the two were about to leave when they heard a thin female voice from the courtyard, "Ajun, let them in."
The young man named Ajun looked back at the people in the courtyard in disbelief. Before he could say anything, he heard her voice ringing again, saying more firmly than before: "Let them in."
"Yes." Arjun reluctantly stepped aside and opened the door. Only then did Fang Zilan see clearly a woman in green clothes standing in the courtyard. She had delicate features and beautiful features, but her hair was a little messy and her face was full of tiredness.
"Bring the old man in." The woman in green waved to them, coughed slightly and said, "Arjun has offended many people before, and I will apologize to you for him. In fact, he didn't mean to say anything bad. only……"
She paused for a moment, and her expression became a little sadder, "He is just afraid, and I hope you two girls will take more care of him."
"Young lady, you're serious, we won't be on the same level as him." Fang Zilan bowed to the woman in green, "Thank you very much for being willing to open the door and help."
The woman in green shook her head, "The girl just now said it right. It's not that we won't save you, but that we can't save you. Letting you in now is nothing more than..."
She didn't finish her words. Fang Zilan understood in her heart and didn't say anything more. She just helped the old man from the car into the courtyard.
Unexpectedly, when the woman in green clothes saw the old man, her expression changed involuntarily, "Isn't this Uncle Wang? Why is he here?"
