Chapter 85 I just have no heart, not that I am inhumane

"It's out of the water! It's really out of the water!"

Someone shouted again.

They seemed to have forgotten that the tyrant who made them tremble with fear was outside.

Each of them worked hard and shoveled a few more shovels. When they saw water really coming out, they hurriedly shouted: "Quick, go get some boards and slates!"

Of course, normal well digging is not so rough, but at the moment, none of them dreamed that they would dig out water so easily. There was no time to repair the well wall, so they could only find some wooden boards and stone slabs to block it.

When the refugees heard the sound, they thought they were dreaming. But when someone stretched their head over and saw the water, they all became so excited that they forgot about everything. They couldn't care less about their bodies, which were extremely weak after not eating for who knows how long, and turned around. Just ran home.

In just a short time, a lot of wooden boards and slates were brought over.

Everyone worked together and soon reinforced a crude well.

Then climb up to the ground and wait quietly for the water to slowly come up.

At this time, the sunset has slowly set, and the sky has begun to darken.

But a group of people were waiting by the well as if waiting for hope, and no one moved a step.

The water slowly came up. The refugees who had been waiting for a long time did not care that the water was still turbid. They carried wooden barrels and basins to fill the water. They drank it first, even if they were caught by the sand in the water. I choked in my throat and didn't spit it out.

Some even knelt on the ground and started crying and laughing.

The sky is gloomy, but this dead village seems to have sprouted and quietly come to life.

Qing Hui called the servants they brought over, pointed to one of the carriages they pulled over and said: "There is some grain and food in there. Take it to boil water and distribute it to them."

They didn't bring much food, and with the various local products collected by Liu Yingzhong, it was just this carriage.

If they were divided from the beginning, not only would these people not be able to fill their stomachs, but it would also bring disaster to them.

But now that they have water and cooked food, they can survive for several days.

Seeing that Qing Hua had brought food for cooking, the refugees, no, they were villagers now. With this well and water, they could survive. As long as they could grow a little something edible, they It can last a little longer.

With tears in their eyes, the villagers knelt on the ground and shouted,

"Long live the goddess! Long live the goddess!"

The officers and soldiers turned pale with fright and hurriedly gave them winks to tell them to stop shouting. The real Long Live is here!

However, the villagers did not receive their hint at all, and were so frightened that a group of officers and soldiers walked on the same ground.

When the fire was lit, the sky darkened, and the scent of porridge and rice wafted out. Through the light, what Qingshan saw were faces full of hope.

She stood in the distance and watched quietly.

Liu Shuangyue walked up behind her at some point and said pointedly: "I didn't expect you to care about this. I thought people like you were heartless and heartless, and would not sympathize with anyone and care about anyone. "

People who have no heart will actually do these good things to sympathize with the people.

But those who have good intentions do things that are a million times filthier than this world.

Just ridiculous.

Qing Hui turned his eyes and smiled brightly at her, "I just don't have a heart, but I'm not inhumane."

"What's more, I was once half a doctor."

"Is there anything wrong with practicing medicine to help the world?"

(End of chapter)