Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

P.S.: There were some duplicate chapters in the previous chapters. This chapter is free. I apologize for that.

Four small isolation tents stood quietly in the open area west of the village.

The children saw their companions and quickened their pace, seemingly wanting to go over.

But after taking a few steps, he stopped again.

They looked at the four tents, then at the adults in protective suits around them, and none of them dared to move.

This situation is actually the best for Liao Zhong.

Those four children still have Gu poison inside them, so it's not suitable for other children to get close.

Cheng Mo put the pot and pan on the ground and walked towards the tent with Lao Meng.

Liao Zhong wanted to call out to him, but swallowed the words back.

That kid was so close to the child yesterday and nothing happened, let him be.

The two walked to the first tent, where a little boy sat with an expressionless face, his eyes fixed on the corner of the tent.

Cheng Mo carried the bowl in, squatted down in front of him, and handed the bowl to him.

The little boy glanced at him but didn't move.

Cheng Mo pushed the bowl forward.

The little boy slowly reached out, took the bowl, and began to drink the porridge. When the porridge entered his mouth, his eyes lit up for a moment.

Cheng Mo smiled, got up, and went to the next tent.

Old Meng followed behind, feeding them one by one.

After all four children had eaten their porridge, Cheng Mo and Lao Meng finally came out of the tent.

Just then, a whooshing sound came from the sky.

Everyone looked up.

A helicopter was flying over from the other side of the mountain, getting bigger and closer, and finally stopping in an open area. Its rotors whipped up a gust of wind that flattened the surrounding grass.

The helicopter landed slowly, the cabin door opened, and several people in protective suits jumped out, carrying several silver boxes in their hands.

Liao Zhong's walkie-talkie crackled to life: "Boss, the protective suits have arrived."

Liao Zhong pressed the intercom: "Send it over."

A few people jogged over, placed the box on the ground, and opened it.

Inside are sets of specially made children's protective suits with sealing strips on the cuffs and collar, and air filters on the back.

Liao Zhong put on his own set, picked up the protective suit, and went over to personally help the four children put it on.

He moved slowly, making sure every seal was tight and every zipper was fully closed.

Thirty-odd children who had already received treatment stood at a distance, watching this side.

Someone's eyes were darting around.

Cheng Mo followed their gaze.

The four children were wearing protective suits, completely covered from head to toe.

Liao Zhong helped the last child put on his protective suit, stood up, and clapped his hands: "Alright, get ready to move."

He turned to the thirty-odd children: "These ones go first, they'll board the plane in batches to go to the hospital for further examinations."

The staff of NaDuTong began organizing the boarding process.

The children were a little reluctant to leave.

They looked back at Cheng Mo, Xia He, Wang Zhenqiu, Liao Zhong, Lao Meng, the two large pots and two vegetable basins, and their four companions stuffed into white clothes.

However, the influence of the Medicine Fairy Society had not completely subsided, and they were still unable to disobey the adults' orders.

He walked towards the helicopter, looking back every few steps, guided by the staff.

The first group of twelve children boarded the plane.

The propellers accelerated, and the fuselage began to vibrate.

The children crowded around the window, looking down.

The children below also looked up.

Both eyes were sparkling.

Something was swirling in her eyes, but... it didn't fall.

Xia He tugged at Cheng Mo's sleeve, her voice soft: "These children will have a good life from now on, won't they?"

Cheng Mo said, "At least it's better than it is now."

Wang Zhenqiu, unusually serious, said, "It would be even better if we could find my parents."

The helicopter took off, and the sound of the propellers gradually faded into the distance.

The second batch of helicopters hadn't arrived yet. Remember our domain name: [domain name omitted], you can read exciting content anytime. The remaining children stood in the open ground waiting, occasionally looking up at the sky, occasionally looking down at their toes.

Liao Zhong took off his protective suit, walked up to the four children wearing protective suits, and took a deep breath.

He held his breath and stood there for ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Thirty seconds.

His face turned red.

After a long while, there was no response.

Liao Zhong turned around, grinned, and flashed a peace sign: "Done!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The next step is to send these children to the hospital.

Helicopters came and went, picking up children in batches.

The employees of Nadutong were also gradually leaving, the tents were packed up, and the temporary camp was restored to its original state in the mountains within an hour.

In the end, only Liao Zhong, Lao Meng, four children wearing protective suits, and Cheng Mo remained.

Cheng Mo nudged Wang Zhenqiu with his elbow.

The rascal sidled up to Liao Zhong: "Old Liao, didn't you send Cheng Mo to cook for the kids? Shall we take the plane together?"

Liao Zhong nodded: "What, you're going too?"

Wang Zhenqiu said sincerely, "We want to go and see these children."

Liao Zhong glanced at him sideways: "What's wrong? You still don't trust me?"

"It's not a matter of whether I trust you or not," Wang Zhenqiu said sincerely, "I just want to see."

Liao Zhong thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, let's take the plane to the hospital together later."

Half an hour later, another helicopter landed.

Several people took four children upstairs.

Below is a city, with dense buildings and crisscrossing streets.

Instead of going to a civilian airport, the helicopter landed directly on the rooftop helipad of a hospital.

Several people in white coats were standing on the edge of the roof, and several stretcher carts were parked nearby.

The hatch opened, and the four children were carried onto stretchers and pushed into the elevator.

Just as Cheng Mo and his two companions were about to follow them inside, a man in a suit stopped them and handed them three documents.

"Gentlemen, please sign a confidentiality agreement first."

Cheng Mo took the document and flipped through it. It contained standard confidentiality clauses, prohibiting the disclosure of the hospital's location, treatment process, and patient information.

Liao Zhong explained from the side, "This hospital is quite special, and the children are all in isolation for treatment. If you don't want to sign, I can arrange rooms for you outside. My people will pick up the meals I prepare every day."

Wang Zhenqiu's eyes lit up: "Is this a hidden bunker?"

Liao Zhong rolled his eyes: "I already told you I don't know about the hidden bunker. If you do, take me there to see it."

Wang Zhenqiu pursed his lips and signed the document.

Cheng Mo and Xia He also signed.

The man in the suit took the documents and stepped aside, saying, "Please."

The three followed Liao Zhong and Lao Meng into the elevator. They went down two floors, and the doors opened to reveal a long corridor.

The corridor is lined with wards, each with a number on the door and a glass window.

Xia He peered through the nearest window.

Inside was a four-person ward. Several children sat on their respective beds. Some looked out the window, some played with their fingers with their heads down, and some occasionally shook their little heads and looked around. Their movements were very light and careful.

Liao Zhong asked his subordinates about the inspection results.

The subordinate flipped through the record board: "It's progressing steadily. All the children who have been examined have been confirmed to be healthy."

Liao Zhong nodded and led his men further inside.

At the end of the corridor are four single wards, with red signs on the doors that read "Isolation Ward".

The four children were each in a room, lying on the bed, with various monitoring instruments attached to their bodies, and electrocardiogram and blood oxygen data flashing on the screens.

Liao Zhong looked through the glass for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the doctor's office next door.

Cheng Mo and the other two followed them inside.

In the office, several doctors were gathered around a computer, the screen displaying various images and reports.