Quadruple split.

Chapter 122 Ward
When Dice brought Mo Tan back to the blockade, the inspection work was still going on...

"This is Black Fan, the priest of the Aurora Sect." Dice pointed at Motan and introduced to the two companions, then glanced at the previous orc shaman: "Give me another bottle of burning dew, Basa."

The latter nodded silently, took out a small copper pot from his waist and threw it over casually: "That's all left, I'll give it all to you."

Dice raised his hand to take it, pinned it on his waist, and smiled dryly: "You think I like to use this thing?"

"Thank you." The old pastor who had just drank half a bottle of magic potion nodded to the dice, then turned around and shook the cross in his hand at Mo Tan: "I am the next pastor of the Aurora Church in Ina Town, may the goddess' grace be with you I am with you."

Mo Tan also shook the cross in his hand in a dignified manner, and said with a smile: "Hi, senior, may the grace of the goddess be with you and me."

"You can just call me Owen." The old pastor also smiled at Mo Tan, then stood up slowly, and nodded at Barca: "I'm fine, let's continue..."

The orc shaman glanced at the other party's face, hesitated for a moment, but finally said nothing, and ran to the crowd silently to continue the organization and inspection.

Owen made a blessing gesture unique to the Dawn Sect to Motan, then turned around and walked to the front of the line that started to move slowly again not far away, while softly comforting the subject who was obviously deeply infected, while using divine magic 'Check' for it.

"Senior Owen's condition doesn't seem to be very good." Mo Tan whispered to the dwarf thief beside him: "Is he...?"

The latter rolled his hidden eyes while sharpening his spare dagger: "Use divine magic to check whether those people are infected with the plague, stop those who are infected, and let those who are not infected go away, it's as simple as that."

"I thought so too." Mo Tan looked at Owen's somewhat hunched back, and sighed with a complicated expression: "I think I understand..."

……

Real time PM 19:35
City T, a hospital, in front of the PICU ward

An extremely suppressed moan came from the room.

A few tightly wrapped nurses were chatting about something in a low voice.

"It's started again..."

"Yeah, it's been like this since half a month ago."

"The little girl is only fourteen this year, right? Is God a bit fair?"

"I can't help it. This kind of disease is all born. If you live one more day, you will earn money. Don't think about it. Which ward on this floor is not pitiful for the children?"

"I don't know how long her parents can last, the price here..."

"Well, it's not like you haven't seen her family. They must last as long as they can. The child will die if he leaves here."

"So, is she allowed to continue playing that game?"

"I don't know, but it was fine before. Since playing that game, the child has been... ah! Vice-principal!"

A gray-haired old lady appeared behind several nurses at some point, and it seemed that she had been standing here for a while.

"How is Xiaoyujing's situation?" She asked seriously, "Has the situation worsened?"

A nurse with a round face hesitated and shook his head: "Well, at least from the monitoring data, everything is normal, but she just keeps crying for pain..."

"I see, you go and do your work. I'll go in and see her alone." The old lady ordered in a low voice, and then opened the door and walked in after the nurses had all gone to do their own work.

This is a single ward, surrounded by various sophisticated and expensive medical equipment, and in the center of the ward, there is a small white bed with a smaller girl lying on it.

She looks very sweet and lovely, with big misty eyes and a sickly paleness on her small face. Her body, which is much thinner than her peers due to years of lack of exercise, is wrapped in a large hospital gown. , the long double ponytails did not make the girl full of vitality, but instead highlighted her haggardness...

"Yujing, Grandma Wang is here to see you." Vice President Wang walked to the girl's bed and asked softly, "Have you experienced any physical changes recently?"

The girl named Yujing reacted for a moment, stared blankly at the old man in front of her for a long time, then showed an incomparably innocent smile, and said with a happy smile, "You came to see me! Uh...it hurts... ..."

"It's okay!" Vice President Wang was taken aback by the girl in front of him who suddenly cried out in pain. He quickly and carefully held up the girl's little hand, and said nervously, "What's wrong with it? What's the difference compared to before..."

In the end, the girl interrupted softly: "No, Grandma Wang, don't worry."

"No?" The vice president looked at the girl in front of him who was trembling because of the severe pain, held her in his arms distressedly, and comforted her in a low voice: "That's good, that's good, what do you want?" , tell grandma, can grandma buy it for you?"

The girl's pale complexion immediately turned rosy, and she smiled happily: "Then I want to play a game!"

"You mean, that?" The old lady smiled wryly, and pointed to a game pod in the corner of the room: "A birthday present from your father half a month ago?"

The girl nodded vigorously: "Yes! I want to play!"

"But grandma doesn't want you to play, what should I do?" The old lady shook her head with a smile, and stretched out her hand to gently scratch the tip of the girl's little nose.

"Then kill grandma~" The girl also replied with a smile: "And those nurse sisters who are very good to Yu Jing, kill them too~ Then no one will let me play! Hehe, I was joking! "

The old lady was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly: "You child, don't make such jokes, come on, tell grandma, why do you like playing that game so much?"

The girl tilted her head, then clapped her hands vigorously: "Because it doesn't hurt anymore! Oh, it hurts..."

"Be careful." The old lady hurriedly rubbed the little hands of the girl in front of her who was about the same age as her granddaughter, then shook her head and said, "But someone told me Yujing that you have been crying for pain since you started playing that game, grandma is worried what."

The girl frowned in distress, and bit her finger lightly: "Well, who told grandma, damn it!"

"Grandma told you to be serious!" The old lady glared and asked with a straight face, "What's going on?"

This time the girl thought for a while with a sad face...

"Because when playing games, I don't feel any pain at all, and I feel very comfortable..." The girl organized her words clumsily: "That's right, I don't feel uncomfortable, I don't feel dizzy, I don't feel any pain anywhere, it's not the same as usual. It's the same, so I want to play."

The old lady nodded and asked, "Then why have you been saying you're uncomfortable all this time?"

"Because when I'm not playing games, it hurts again, here... here, here... and here..." The girl stretched out her little hand and pointed to almost every corner of her body, her little face without the slightest blood continued to ooze. Cold sweat: "It hurts very much. Although it is the same as before, it has not become more serious, but I just don't know why it hurts so much."

It turned out to be like this...

The old lady understood immediately.

The girl in front of me is not in pain because of playing the game, but because she has been suffering from illness almost since she was born, and she felt the so-called 'health' in that game, so after leaving the game, she knew what she was doing at ordinary times. How uncomfortable.

The reason is very simple. To give a nondescript example, the same poverty is nothing to the poor who have long been accustomed to eating and sleeping in the open, and simple food and drink. Faced with the same poverty after everything has been lost, the sense of gap is too great...

A child who is in good health and only gets two shots a year may cry loudly in front of the needle, while a child who has been in poor health since childhood and has been dealing with hospitals all year round does not care about getting one or two more shots.

The same pain has completely different results for people who grew up in different environments.

The reason is as simple as that...

This girl named Yu Jing didn't feel any worse because of playing games, it was only when she understood the taste of 'health' that she realized what she was enduring.

"Grandma knows..." Vice President Wang leaned over and hugged the girl, and said with a smile: "After the routine examination and treatment, you can play whenever you want, okay?"

In the end, the girl stuck out her tongue: "Yujing is not so playful. Yujing only plays at night. During the day, he will eat well, take medicine, and cooperate with the doctors for examination. He will definitely not cause trouble for everyone~"

【This child...】

Looking at the innocent girl in her arms, who seemed to be insignificant despite being fourteen years old, the venerable vice president almost exhausted all his willpower to hold back the tears.

"Hey, don't move around, grandma will hold you in~"

"Hee hee, it's so itchy~hahahaha~"

"Hey, little ancestor, don't fall!"

"Grandma Wang is so nice, I like you the most!"

……

【Your spiritual connection has been detected, personal information is being synchronized...】

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【Welcome back, chaotic and evil Wenqiu, will be loaded into the world of innocence soon, good night】

……

Innocence Continent, Misha County, Dawn Church in Ina Town
A young female pastor is carrying medicines at the door of the church. Of course, these things are just some simple painkillers and bandages, which are not even consolation for the vast majority of plague victims, but with the current resources here Yan...to be able to achieve this level is already considered commendable...

"I heard that the two saintesses of the City of Light have come here, and the other sects in the union will organize another batch of support teams in the near future. I hope everyone will cheer up and be saved. ..." She wearily distributed the medicines to the ashen-faced plague-infected people, repeating this sentence over and over again, and occasionally cast a few healing spells on some tortured children, and soon, one The box of medicines is just like that.

then……

"Ah!" The exhausted female pastor suddenly uttered a scream, and then turned around suddenly to look at the snickering little girl in front of her, her eyes softened instantly, but she still reprimanded: "Little girl fell asleep!" When you wake up, you will be tossing people! You...you...are you hungry, do you want me to get you something to eat?"

Facing that innocent and lovely smiling face, she was defeated after all...

"Haha, Xiao Wenqiu is naughty again~"

"Today is also full of energy!"

"Damn, I really want to touch..."

"Go away!"

"Little girl, stay away from us, it will be bad if you get infected with the plague."

"Yes, yes, stay away from us."

The originally lifeless crowd at the entrance of the church gradually became lively. Everyone looked at the little girl not far away who was sticking out her tongue and making faces at everyone. She always exudes inexhaustible vitality and vigor, no matter how desperate people are, they will always laugh unconsciously when they see her mischievous pranks, and then want to pamper her little head, but ...

"It's okay!" The girl jumped up and down in front of the infected people who had been entrenched near the church all day, and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid of everyone! I'm not afraid of getting sick either!"

"Don't make trouble!"

"Get away from me now!"

"Damn girl, if you take another step forward, you will be spanked!"

"roll roll roll!"

"Come here again, I'll wipe my neck first!"

Everyone put on a smiling face, and then rushed away in a hurry...

No one wants to get too close to this sweet and lovely girl who is like an angel, and no one wants this energetic little guy to die for no reason.

【She should have a better future! 】

Everyone who knows the girl 'Qiu' in the neighborhood thinks so...

"Pfft, everyone is running so fast, you don't look sick at all~" The girl ran to the female pastor whose chest was hit by her, and said while shaking her hand, "Sister Mona, there is Is it that scary?"

The trainee pastor Mona gently pinched the girl's cheek, shook her head and said, "Why? Wenqiu is the cutest, everyone avoids you because they are afraid of hurting you, and you are too, don't always go to other people's house Going around is actually quite... dangerous."

"Hee hee, it's okay, it's okay, I'm so healthy, I won't get sick!" The girl blinked, and suddenly asked: "Where is Grandpa Owen! Didn't Grandpa Owen say yesterday that he would tell Wenqiu a story? Didn't come back?"

Mona smiled slightly: "Senior Owen should still be on the blockade line right now, and it may take a while to come back. You go back to the church room to play for a while, and I'll get you something to eat first... "

"Wow! Angel!!" The girl suddenly pointed at the back of the nun and exclaimed.

"Where? Where is the angel?"

Mona looked back subconsciously, then turned around quickly, but...

That girl has already run away...

Mona stomped her feet angrily, then ran to the south of the town with a helpless look on her face.

"Damn girl, don't let anything happen to you!"

Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen: The End

(End of this chapter)