Tyrant, you're offline again

Chapter 492
After taking the elixir, Mei Erbo got better.

Yu Qingfan distributed the rest of the medicine to several villagers who were seriously ill.

"Cough cough..."

Uncle Mei struggled to sit up, and said angrily, "You child, why can't you understand human speech? If you are told to go, you still don't go. Do you know that there is a plague here, cough cough..."

"Mei Erbo, if your emotions are too ups and downs, your condition will easily get worse. I will help you into the house first."

"Ahem...don't...don't touch me, I'll go by myself."

Yu Qingfan smiled slightly, and continued to support Uncle Mei.

Huang Zhenzhen frowned slightly, and helped Erbo Mei up first.

"Let me do it."

As he said that, regardless of whether they agreed or not, he forcibly helped Erbo Mei to the house.

"Girl... I'm sick, go away quickly."

"Don't worry, I have been getting various vaccines since I was a child, and ordinary viruses can't get close at all."

"What is a vaccine?"

"An... antidote, an antidote designed to overcome the strange poison of the plague."

Mei Erbo looked at her suspiciously, Yu Qingfan also showed a trace of doubt, Huang Zhenzhen smiled and said, "What do you ask so many, I'll be fine anyway."

Huang Zhenzhen didn't let Yu Qingfan get close to the plague-stricken villagers at all, as long as he moved, Huang Zhenzhen would definitely stop him.

Yu Qingfan's clear eyes reflected her fiery figure, and somewhere in her heart was deeply moved, even her smile was sweet.

That feeling of being protected, that feeling of being cared for is what he dreams of.

"Can you see the source of the disease?" Huang Zhenzhen asked.

Yu Qingfan shook his head slightly, and his eyes fell on one of the villagers' naked limbs. The limbs were all peeled off, and the skin fell off in pieces all over the ground, and some of them were even rotten and smelly.

"Mei Erbo, did you eat anything special, or where have you been?"

Mei Erbo leaned against the wall, panting heavily, "No...not at all, the village is very peaceful."

"Has anyone in the village ever had any skin disease?"

"No...none at all."

"What's going on in your hands?"

Uncle Mei swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said weakly, "I... I don't know, Xiao Wang was the first to get sick. After Xiao Wang came back from the field, he fainted, then he vomited and had a high fever, and then his whole body festered. Everyone who was close to Xiao Wang...all got sick, but in about three days, the whole village got...sick..."

"Except for the fields, where else has Xiao Wang been?"

"No...no more...except for the family, only the fields."

Yu Qingfan glanced at the rotten skins that had come off the ground, and frowned slightly, "If I guessed correctly, the source of the disease is related to these rotten skins, and it is easy to infect them as long as they come in contact with them."

"His..."

Huang Zhenzhen tore off his clothes and covered Yu Qingfan's mouth and nose.

"Girl, what are you doing?"

"Antivirus."

Yu Qingfan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and tore off his white clothes, and handed a face towel to Huang Zhenzhen.

Huang Zhenzhen took it unceremoniously, "My Xiao Fanfan is caring. Xiao Fanfan, how many people are there in Plum Village?"

"Two 300 people."

"There are only a few dozen people here, what about the others?"

An aunt next to Uncle Mei said weakly, "The others are at the end of the village. There are many...a lot of good-hearted people in the village. They put the villagers in the village chief's house, and... they even invited a doctor to see them. They... He also wanted to send us all there, but for some reason, it has been several hours and there is no news from them."

While speaking, there was a hysterical cry from the end of the village.

"Master, master, wake up. What are you still doing, why don't you hurry up and save the master."

this sound...

Why is it so familiar...

like……

It's Adao's voice...

Huang Zhenjin is here?
(End of this chapter)