Great time travel

Chapter 8, the chubby God is here
As we all know, since the word "hospital" is included in the name of the Hospital Knights, it means that in addition to having many knights in armor and holding swords, it also has its own charity hospital.And the Office of the Knights Hospitaller in the port of Marseilles is no exception—in Europe in the late Middle Ages, although the church was corrupt, extortionate, and extravagant, it also shouldered a considerable amount of social welfare responsibilities.

After the Black Death spread to the Port of Marseilles, in order to control the infection and spread of the plague, this charity hospital affiliated to the Knights Hospitaller has successively accommodated nearly a thousand patients. They provide care and care.And the hospitals opened by several other monasteries and churches are also doing the same work.But the speed at which the plague spread was obviously beyond people's expectations. It didn't take long for one hospital after another to be overwhelmed with patient numbers, and the rest of the patients could only die wherever they liked.

In fact, there was nothing good about being in the hospital, nothing could be done at all except that the patient died together so that he would not be too alone.

——In the face of the raging Black Death, doctors from all over Europe also tried their best.Some people use methods such as bloodletting and ** to extract "poison" from the patient's body.The patient's abscess was lancetized and warmed.Some people randomly prescribed all kinds of weird medicines, ranging from red antler powder to rare spices and gold mixtures.There are also some disgusting guys who give patients emetics and even order them to bathe with urine... The above-mentioned treatments are varied and strange, which makes people think, but they all have one thing in common: that is, the disease cannot be cured !

Such nonsense diagnosis and treatment methods make people feel dizzy at first glance. Fortunately, doctors these days have never taken any medical responsibility, otherwise they should have been beaten to death by the patient's family. In medieval Europe, God was the highest authority and standardized The relationship between man and God, man and man.God is the omnipotent and omniscient ruler, but mortals are born with "original sin", and the only meaning of life is to worship God and prepare for the "Doomsday Judgment" to go to heaven.Therefore, if the patient survives, it is God’s blessing and the blessings of the angels, but if he cannot survive, he is sinful and called by the Lord... If not, with the medical technology similar to that of black African wizards these days, any doctor would have to lose his fortune , imprisoned.

In response to the Black Death, the most scientific suggestion by the European medical community at that time was to burn aromatic wood to purify the air, and spray rosewater and vinegar on the ground, but these measures can only cover up the stench of carrion at best and have a certain bactericidal effect , and cannot really cure a patient who has already been infected with the plague.

But that doesn't mean we can blame medieval European doctors for taking human lives lightly—in 1348, no matter how clever these doctors were, they couldn't defeat the Black Death.Because they don't have a microscope, no antibiotics, and they don't even know that there is something called bacteria in this world!

Therefore, for those patients who have already been infected, the best medicine is to pray to God, begging God to bless them to overcome the disease with their own immunity and survive tenaciously - although the chance of survival is very small, and there is still a possibility of re-infection Possibility of relapse!
Just like a cold, even if you successfully beat the bubonic plague the first time, it doesn't mean you can continue to beat the disease the second time, the third time...

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Hastily inspected the messy and messy, wailing, rancid, like the intensive care unit of purgatory, the Levy knight covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and came to the small prayer room attached to the hospital—thanks to the huge amount accumulated by Eastern trade. Fortune, this prayer room is richly decorated.

The sunlight coming in from the narrow window, through the stained glass mosaic on the window, casts colorful halos on the floor.The many angels depicted on the edge of the ceiling are watching everything in the room with slightly squinted eyes, just like they are watching mortals from the sky.

Among the colorful light spots, the statue of Jesus bound on the cross is particularly eye-catching. Coupled with the elegant incense that permeates this confined space, it successfully creates a sacred and solemn atmosphere.

At this moment, those patients in the hospital with mild symptoms, who can still barely move, and who can speak, are all gathered here, led by several nuns wearing turbans, whispering to the small shrine in the corner pray.

"...Glory of the Lord, revelation of the Lord, to you be all splendor, Father in heaven...Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, He shall show your way...

It is not that we love God, but that God loves us and sent His Son to be the propitiation for our sins. This is love.Dear brother, as God loved us so much, we should also love one another... Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name.May your kingdom come.May your way be as it is in heaven, as it is on earth.Give us this day our daily bread.Unburden us, as we unburden others.Keep us from temptation, deliver us from misery..."

Watching this scene, Knight Li Wei couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion—indeed, according to the concept of materialism, what the nuns did was just deceiving themselves and others, providing patients with spiritual anesthetics.But in fact, those nuns have already taken a great risk to be able to achieve this step. Almost every two or three days, some of them will contract the Black Death due to frequent contact with patients, and die from festering ...

"...Because the kingdom, authority, and glory are all yours, forever. I pray, Amen..."

Seeing Knight Levi rushing in, the middle-aged nun presiding over the prayer hastily turned to the last page of the Gospel in her hand, hurriedly ended the prayer, then turned around and walked down the altar, reporting to Knight Levi with a sad face From the latest outbreak:

"...Although we have prayed to God with the utmost devotion, the patient's condition is getting worse every day. We have tried everything we can think of, but we still can't cure this terrible plague. Yesterday Twelve more patients died of illness, and twenty died the day before yesterday. The gravediggers we hired had no time to dig the grave, so they found an abandoned trench, filled it with the bodies, and covered it with another layer of soil. The result was not much He was dug out by wild dogs every day, and those damn dogs gnawed on the corpse every day, until their eyes were red, just like a demon possessed..."

The middle-aged nun made the sign of the cross on her chest as she spoke, "...Leaving aside last month, just this month alone, five sisters were infected with the plague, and three of them have already died. And Sister Marisa from Sardinia, perhaps terrified by the state of the place, has abandoned her duties and quietly fled last night with some clothes and food! Alas, may God forgive her sins... "

"...Well, it is human nature to be afraid of death after all, and it is not a serious crime. Besides, she has done enough things these days." Li Wei scratched his hair and sighed, "...no matter what How can you put it this way, you are all risking your life to give end-of-life care to these unknown patients. In contrast, many indifferent people even abandon their sick parents and children..."

"...As a servant of God, one should have the awareness to dedicate everything to the world, which naturally includes our lives!"

The middle-aged nun said with a serious expression of compassion, "...Actually, we can persist until now, thanks to your help. You prepared gauze masks for us, let us wipe our hands and faces with spirits, and put them on the ground. Spray vinegar mixed with water. Compared with other hospitals, the situation here is quite good. I heard that there is no living person in one hospital in the city, and the nuns and doctors in the other hospital have escaped. A group of patients are waiting to die...May God save their souls..." At this point, she crossed herself again.

"...Well, by the way, mama, is there enough food here? Do you need me to dispatch a batch of food?"

Feeling such a heavy atmosphere, Li Wei rolled his eyes uncomfortably, trying to change the subject.

"...Thank you for your concern, Sir, we have enough food. Because the sick can't eat much, and the dead don't need food. There are also many kind-hearted people who are willing to provide donations to the hospital, from coins to food to clothes and blankets There are..."

The middle-aged nun replied, "... Ten days ago, I went to the bakery to buy food, and the boss gave me all the bread, biscuits and pastries in the store, because his father, mother, wife and three The children have all been infected with the disease, and he himself feels that something is wrong with his body. He is afraid that he will not live for a few days, so he simply donates all the goods in the store to us, which can be regarded as the last good deed in his lifetime... …

Moreover, we are not short of fresh meat right now, because the farmers in several nearby villages are almost dead now, and those cows, donkeys, sheep, goats, pigs, poultry and dogs are all running around in the fields. With the crudest of weapons, even clubs and nooses, we could easily bring back a few chickens or goats to feed everyone in the hospital.

At present, the only food we lack is fresh sea fish, because few people are willing to go fishing at this time... Sister Brienne, who just fell ill yesterday, wants to drink another bowl of Provence-style fish before going to heaven Tang, in order to fulfill this poor girl's little wish, I sent Aunt Teresa to look at the fish market on the pier in the morning, but for some reason, she hasn't come back until now..."

Just as the talkative middle-aged nun was talking endlessly, there was a sudden commotion outside, as well as panicked screams.The middle-aged nun had no choice but to temporarily stop chattering, and walked out to the courtyard with Lord Li Wei,

Then, they found many people gathered in a circle, pointing and pointing at a stretcher in the middle of the open space, squinting their eyes and looking carefully, it turned out that there was a nun suffering from the Black Death lying on the stretcher .She had red eyes, disheveled hair, and spit out bloody phlegm from time to time. The nun's clothes had become filthy, and her face was swollen, as if it would burst at any time. Ghosts are even scarier.

"...Oh! God! It's Sister Teresa! She's fine this morning!" Seeing this, the middle-aged nun couldn't help but yelled, covering her mouth.

But Li Wei couldn't help frowning at first, then took out a handkerchief dipped in water and pinched his nose, leaned over to take a closer look, shook his head helplessly, and then silently crossed himself, "... …No way, dark spots have begun to appear on her skin, and her whole body will turn a horrible black purple in a short time… The only thing we can do now is to pray to God for her, may the Lord bless you! Amen !"

After hearing this, all the nuns in the hospital sobbed softly, and Knight Li Wei felt extremely heavy.

——Another familiar person is about to die, and I don't know how long I can live...

In this precarious nightmare world like a biochemical crisis, how should mere mortals survive?

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In the dead of night, although the lovely wife next to the bed was already sound asleep, Knight Li Wei was in a state of confusion, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

He frowned and listened attentively. In the deep night, the howls of wild wolves and faint wailing and crying could be heard from time to time, like a devil crying.

Finally, Knight Li Wei sat up from the bed and stared at the dark night outside the window, as if seeing death coming like a black tide!
Will my family be devoured by the plague?Will this manor become a lair for the undead?What should we do next?
He didn't know the answers, or even how to find them.I just feel like I'm being overwhelmed by boundless fear.

"...I didn't know in the past, how hopeless it is to watch the familiar world slowly destroy—but now I feel it!"

Knight Li Wei first looked at the fields and forests shrouded in the night, then raised his head, looked at the moon hanging in the sky, and lamented miserably in a Chinese language that almost no one in France could understand at this time .

Then, he turned over and got out of bed, stepped on wooden shoes, put on a robe indiscriminately, and casually held the candlestick on the bedside table that was always burning all night, pushed open a small door on the wall of the bedroom, and walked into the private room attached to the bedroom. Prayer room.

The pale and cold moonlight shines into the room through the narrow window opening, illuminating the portrait of the crucified Jesus in the shrine, forming a spot of light on the ground.While the rest of the prayer room was still shrouded in a thick darkness that seemed to be real.

As a traveler from the harmonious age of a socialist country, Li Wei's belief in religion and gods was originally very weak, even so weak that it was almost zero.Even these few years of medieval life had not made him much religious.

Even with the signboard of the Knights Hospitaller, a military order, he never actually prayed for the blessing of that fictitious God.

However, with the full-scale outbreak and rapid deterioration of the Black Death epidemic, people around them died of illness one after another, and the atmosphere of panic gradually intensified. I can't help but want to pin my hopes on miracles.

Under the pale moonlight, he bent down and placed the cup-shaped candlestick in front of the altar, allowing the candlelight and moonlight to illuminate the face of Christ Jesus.

Then, Li Wei hesitated for a while, and finally put his hands together, and knelt down in front of the shrine.

"...God! I never believed in you sincerely in the past, and I still don't believe in your existence today. Maybe in your eyes, I am guilty. However, in this plague age of darkness and death , please show pity to the world and show your spirit!"

Li Wei muttered to himself while closing his eyes, recalling the tragedies he had seen these days, and even couldn't help but burst into tears, "...Well, although I have known it for a long time, things like gods There's no way to count on it. But why can't I help but want to pray?!"

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a chuckle coming from in front of him, and then there was a sharp bright light coming towards him!

God!Could it be that God really appeared? !

No, this light... seems to be... a flashlight? ! ! !
But how is this possible?Don't forget it's still 1348! ! !
"...It's really strange! Doraemon, why does this uncle kneel down when he sees us?"

"...There's nothing strange about it! Didn't those primitive people treat us like this when we went on an adventure in the Stone Age?"

Accompanied by the light of the flashlight and unfamiliar accents, a group of people suddenly emerged from the dark corner of the prayer room, laughing and joking.

The frightened Knight Li Wei quickly stood up, grabbed a dagger on the table, and squinted at the uninvited guests.

The next moment, his mind fell into a blank, and even the dagger was dropped from his hand and fell to the ground with a "clang".

what did he see ! !
A spherical blue head, blue round arms, white spherical palms, white flat feet... a big white face, a white belly, a white abdominal bag, closed eyes, six cat whiskers, and finally Plus a round red nose that is bubbling!

Ehhhhh?This, this, isn't this a chubby doraemon, or Doraemon?

After a while, Comrade Li Wei raised his head twitching at the corners of his mouth, and then saw the other four members of the Doraemon team-Nobita Nobita, Minamoto Shizuka, Guchuan Xiaofu, and Fat Tiger, or just Tian Wu's figure... Uh, as for Wang Qiu and Ma Tong standing behind, as well as the **** Yujie Ju Chuan Shizuka and Nan Lixiang, he ignored them gorgeously: because the five Doraemon The group has completely attracted Levi's attention!
As a result, Li Wei's originally unconscious mind suddenly became more confused and confused.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he stumbled and turned around and ran to the door of the prayer room, shouting at his wife, "...wife, it's terrible! Come and see God! Cough cough, no, It’s watching Doraemon!”

"...What God? Well, it looks like it's chubby..."

Next, a pregnant woman with a big belly came to the door of the prayer room, rubbing her eyes half awake and half dreaming, and muttering in Mandarin.

Hearing such an unconventional evaluation, other people may not have reacted, but Ma Tong couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Wang Qiu, on the other hand, was slightly surprised at first, and then looked at the pregnant woman's protruding belly, showing an expression of "understood".

Immediately afterwards, he gave a dry cough, smiled politely, and stretched out his hand to greet the still-shocked Li Wei.

"...Ahem, hello, is this Mr. Li Wei? Nice to meet you! We came here from another world to help you..."