stand back, let me come

Chapter 1458: What did you say? (Part 1458) [Seeking monthly votes]

It was late at night and the candlelight flickered in the tent.

The leader of the allied forces sat at the desk, frowning as he flipped through the book in his hand.

In an unnoticed corner, a shadow swam into the tent nimbly like a fish under the ice, and merged with the shadow in the blink of an eye.

The leader paused, closed the book and put it down: "An Zhi."

The shadow just now emerged from the shadows and gradually twisted into the appearance of Lin Su. Lin Su stood in the corner, staring at the leader without blinking. With this scene, there was a sense of strangeness as if the cold wind was blowing.

The leader asked, "What's the matter with Anzhi's visit so late at night?"

"Why did you agree to release the ancient disease?"

If he, as the leader of the alliance, firmly opposes, this matter will never be accomplished! The middle-aged man who first proposed it is also a vassal of the leader, and his family relies on the power of the aristocratic family behind the leader. This proposal was not authorized by the leader, and Lin Su did not believe it. Lin Su has been wanting to ask for clarification these days, but he is under too strict supervision, and the leader also wants to avoid him. He had no choice but to take the risk of exploring at night.

The leader was surprised and asked back, "I thought An Zhi wouldn't ask. If anyone should question, it shouldn't be you. If the disease gets out of control, wouldn't that be exactly what you want? Given your dislike for the bad nature of the human race, wouldn't it be something you'd like to see if the disease gets out of control and spreads across the world?"

Lin Su fell into a brief silence.

The leader looked into the other person's eyes gently, but after a few breaths, Lin Su took the initiative to avoid his gaze. This action made the leader chuckle from the bottom of his heart, not mocking, but the confidence that it was expected and under control. He always thought that Lin Su was interesting.

At the age of thirty, in an ordinary family, he would be ready to pack up and become a grandfather, but he is still single and has no pressure to support the family. The family pressure is borne by his eldest brother, and he only needs to support himself. The two face different pressures.

Lin Chun would give up his self-esteem in order to make a living, choosing to bend down and knock his head into the mud, while Lin Su still had some pride left. Birth, aging, illness and death were imminent, and his pride and self-esteem were frustrated, which made him extremely painful, but he didn't know how to relieve and break free. He couldn't bear to see the powerful and wealthy taking pleasure from all living beings for their own selfish desires, and he couldn't stop the unscrupulous privileges of the members of the Gods Society.

You can’t kill the upper-class nobles, and you can’t save the lower-class people.

Being stuck in the middle is like a puppet being pushed around by fate, awake yet powerless as they watch all living beings struggle and sink in the mire.

Thus, the idea of ​​everyone returning to the Western Paradise was born.

The birth of all beings is unfair, and the death of all beings is the same.

only--

If Lin Su really had to bear the blood debt of billions of lives, he couldn't afford it and resisted in his heart. His conflict and struggle were very interesting to the leader. The leader stood up and walked to Lin Su, stroking his shoulder: "Anzhi, your heart is not strong enough."

Lin Su's face was pale.

“I just don’t want it to be this way.”

The leader laughed and said, "Quibbling."

After all, Lin Su still had too many ties that he couldn't let go, so he resisted. If his entire family died and he had no blood relatives in the world, he would naturally not resist. The leader made a light-hearted conclusion, and Lin Su wanted to argue but could only swallow it whole.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of the disease getting out of control?"

"What will happen?"

"Not only the northwest and southwest, but even the central region may not be spared! No, it's not possible, it's inevitable! How many years have the ancient diseases in the inner society existed? How can the leader guarantee that these diseases will not spread to the central region through the energy of heaven and earth? By then, each family will suffer heavy casualties! Is this what you want to see?" Lin Su lowered his voice and said word by word, "Doesn't this also go against the leader's conscience?"

What this leader wanted was never an empty shell.

What’s the use of all the wealth without people?

The leader sneered: "How do you know you violated it?"

Lin Su's pupils trembled slightly.

"...Anzhi still doesn't quite understand this ancient disease." The leader said calmly, "According to the internal society's documents, this disease is the culmination of human wisdom. From then on, the patient will not feel pain or hunger. Everyone has the same ideas and obeys one person, so there will naturally be no more internal conflicts. Isn't this a good thing?"

This statement seemed absurd to even someone like Lin Su.

"How is this different from a dead person?"

"To me, the living and the dead are the same. I just need them to be obedient." The leader said calmly, "Only ants can be controlled by the disease. You and I are not among them... An Zhi, it's just the death of some ants."

Ordinary people are ants, the lowest kind of ants.

The leader showed a bit of compassion from the bottom of his heart. "Allowing ants to have the ability to think is cruel! Once they get a glimpse of the life of the celestial beings, they will start to suffer! They will suffer why they are on earth while the celestial beings are in heaven! They are not satisfied with their current life, and their minds will constantly repeat what they see and hear. Letting them know the gap will not change what they have now, and it will only bring them torture."

He looked at Lin Su with gentle eyes.

"...Anzhi, isn't it a kind of compassion to let these ants live their lives in ignorance and unconsciousness? If you are truly compassionate, you should do this. Make it impossible for them to think, make them have no energy to think, make them not explore how high the sky is, how thick the earth is, and how big the gap between people is, so that they can get real happiness. Anzhi, do you think I am right?"

This is also the source of Lin Su’s pain.

A poor family is trying to get into a place where he shouldn't be!

However, Lin Su has some talent, which is much better than ants. At least he is of the same kind as himself. The leader is willing to be truly open-hearted with him and speak his heart out: "Anzhi, don't let me down."

Lin Su's eyes were dazed for a moment, then immediately regained clarity.

He exhaled: "Alliance leader, this is your quibble!"

The leader blinked. His mood did not get worse because of Lin Su's words. Instead, he felt a little happy. "An Zhi can't make the world empty. I also think it's too difficult to make fools feel at ease as fools forever. Look at me. I feel dizzy and dazed just managing the alliance these days. How can I manage such a big world? Let's make ants and fools always struggle for life and lose their ability to think?"

"So, we need external help."

"I thought the ancient diseases of the inner society were just right."

He stretched out his hand towards Lin Su: "It only takes a few wise men to make the world peaceful. Anzhi, you are my favorite person."

Lin Su looked at his hand and left.

The leader did not get angry after being humiliated. He just looked at his hands and sneered, "Anzhi is still young and has too many ties. That's why he doesn't understand my painstaking efforts... He will understand."

Speaking of which, where are Lin Su’s blood relatives?

At the same time, the shadow floating beside Lin Su was turning around anxiously: "I thought this leader was a rare and clean person, but I didn't expect that when he gets crazy, he is even more serious than you, An Zhi. He is simply hopeless!"

Lin Su paused and said angrily, "Are you scolding me again?"

The shadow made a gesture to shut up.

But in his heart, he complained that a madman still needs a madman to treat him. Now, after meeting this leader, Lin Su's brain has improved a lot. But soon, the shadow decided to take back his words.

Lin Su's mind was never in good condition, and when he went crazy, he was just as crazy as the leader. The shadow held up his clothes and sighed.

What a sin I have committed. I won't be at peace even after my death!

The Central Allied Forces sent people to get the ancient disease, and also quietly acted in Kangguo. The Imperial Physician of the Medical Bureau, Dong Dao, received a confidential letter. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and read it several times, followed by boundless anger: "How can this be absurd, how can this be absurd!"

The Medical Department strictly abided by the medical ethics and did not try every means to create plague and cholera on the other side. The army just honestly rescued the dying and the wounded. How could the other side do such a black hand to Kangguo? Dong Dao was so angry that his blood pressure soared. He covered his chest for a long time and couldn't calm down.

His face turned livid, and all the students were trembling with fear.

I cursed in my heart, who made the teacher so angry?

Looking at the quails in the room with their heads down and their necks shrunk, Dong Dao became increasingly irritated and scolded them for being lazy. The group of people were scolded so hard that they couldn't raise their heads, and no one dared to refute. If they were to compare how hard they worked, Dong Dao was indeed the king of the papers, and he made them complain bitterly.

Compared to him, who isn't lazy?

Dong Dao calmed down after being angry and waved to everyone.

"You guys study on your own first, and then we'll take the test in class at noon as usual."

He was not targeting these students. They were called students, but in fact, they were all experienced folk doctors who had great potential to be promoted to medical practitioners. Some of them even had to take the exam to enter the temple of doctors. They wanted to become Dong Dao's disciples just to be more confident in the exam, learn some test-taking tips from him, and fill in the gaps. But when Dong Dao thought of the impending disaster that would destroy the country, he felt that time was running out. If God had mercy on him and given him a few more decades, why would he worry about the shortage of doctors?

This kind of man-made disaster cannot be solved by a mighty army on the battlefield.

The key to victory or defeat lies in the medical department and the doctor.

One can imagine the enormous pressure Dong Dao was under.

"...These damned ghosts! Why can't they just be quiet for a few days?" Dong Dao gritted his teeth, wishing he could catch the culprit, skin him alive, and make him into a teaching aid for his students!

Even though they cursed, they dared not slack off in their actions.

The first step was to gather all the registered doctors to various Zhechongfu: "The master is far-sighted and made the list early."

All doctors in Kangguo must be registered, even barefoot bell doctors. The list is managed by the Medical Bureau, which issues medical qualification certificates. The threshold for this certificate is very low, and ordinary barefoot bell doctors can get it. With the certificate, you can get a medical book compiled by the doctors of the Medical Bureau from the government, which contains many prescriptions for common diseases, and the doctors are happy to see this happen.

At first, everyone in the Medical Department disagreed with such a low threshold.

【Medical skills are related to life, how can we take it lightly?】

The king simply asked back: [What's the joke? Have you ever thought about how many people there are in Kangguo? With such a low threshold, how many doctors can get the qualification? There is only one doctor for tens of thousands of people. Knowing a little bit can also save lives...]

It's much better than letting the patient die in suffering.

Shen Tang patiently persuaded everyone in the Medical Department: [The low threshold is only temporary. When the medical books written by you all have achieved results and the number of doctors increases, the royal court will naturally raise the threshold for obtaining the certificate. Every few years, the practicing doctors will be assessed. How do you think this is? ]

Shen Tang has always been a man of action.

Not only say it, but also do it.

Wang Ting took the lead in promoting it positively in Kangguo, and over the past decade, the situation of doctors among the people in Kangguo has improved a lot. The most typical example is that if a doctor wants to take in a child from a good family, the parents will not drive him away but treat him as a guest of honor.

These changes are visible to the naked eye.

For Dong Dao, Shen Tang is his mentor.

Although he was not a scholar, he knew what it meant to "a scholar will die for his friend". He would never allow anything to happen to Kangguo!

In addition to mobilizing healers, medicinal herbs also need to be counted.

Then call a meeting of all the medical practitioners in the royal capital.

"You said that the patient has a crazy temperament and is inexplicably bloodthirsty, and can even kill people? This kind of strange disease is unheard of..." There were only fifteen doctors present, including Dong Dao. The others were either on duty practicing medicine or accompanying the army to fight. The scene looked a bit cold.

Description alone is not enough, you still need to observe, listen, ask and feel.

Does Dong Dao have any patients or bodies that died of illness?

Where can I find it?

Dong Dao felt bitter.

A group of doctors in Xinglin: "..."

How can I prescribe medicine if the symptoms are only described verbally?

Generally speaking, this is to counter each move with a countermove, and prescribe the right medicine for the right condition. If the patient has a high temperature and fever, he will be given medicine to reduce the temperature and fever. If the fever is caused by external factors, the six pathogenic factors and epidemic toxins will be found. If the fever is caused by internal injuries, the internal organs will be found to be in a state of imbalance and heat. If the patient is emotionally excited and hurts others, then he will be given medicine to calm the mind and calm the mind. If the effect is too slow, physical means can be used. There are many words in the Temple of Medicine that can provide targeted treatments.

As for the patient becoming unconscious and like a living dead?

“…This is complicated.”

They are medical practitioners, not witch doctors.

No one knows how to summon spirits yet.

"...Or maybe you can use the spirit of words to stimulate the soul?"

As long as the person is not really dead, the word spirit can stimulate the spiritual platform and sea of ​​consciousness and temporarily bring back rationality. However, none of them have used this method. It is enough to pinch the philtrum of a normal patient who is unconscious. How can you use this method on the spiritual platform?

If the brain is the most delicate part of the human body, then the spirit platform is the most important life gate of the soul. Even doctors in the medical field dare not touch it easily. If you are not careful, you will turn a person into a fool, or a weak and sickly fool. No one can bear this responsibility.

The fourteen doctors below all looked at Dong Dao.

According to the medical ethics manual for Xinglin doctors designated by Dong Dao, this is considered a taboo. If a Xinglin doctor easily violates the taboo and is exposed, he will be wanted by the government. In the worst case, he will be flogged, stripped of his medical qualifications, and expelled from the country. In the worst case, he will lose his life.

Special circumstances may be exempted.

Dong Dao: “…”

These are not the only problems people face.

Dong Dao said that the saliva and blood of the patients carried the source of the disease, and the people who were touched would become ill in three to five hours at the shortest and three to five days at the longest. If you want to completely cure the patient, you need to find a way to remove the poison.

"...If it really doesn't work, why don't you let me go to the epidemic area myself? Without medical records, what can I come up with just sitting here?" The Xinglin doctor who spoke was in his early twenties, but his hair was gray and white. His temperament was as gentle as water, and he had the power to calm people's hearts. She took the initiative to propose to go to the epidemic area. Dong Dao was moved and admired her, but he could only decline her politely. The epidemic area was right under their feet!

Soon after, the royal capital Fengluo might become an epidemic area.

ヾ(■_■)

I was reading a fairy-tale romance recently, and there was one thing I couldn't understand. The story set the gods to be emotionless, and although I was deceived into crying, the problem is that friendship, family affection, and teacher-student affection are no longer emotions? What did love do to anyone? It's as if without love, the workplace can be clean and honest... Pointing fingers, pointing fingers.