I traveled to ancient times and wanted to be a mother. I made a fortune by relying on chicken babies

The two of them talked about the past and smiled at each other. Inexplicably, they felt that those days were so nostalgic, but they couldn't go back now, not in terms of space.

"Dad, Mom, what are you talking about?"

Lin Youer found that he couldn't understand the conversation between his parents. Who was the captain of the debate team?

Her little head received too much unfamiliar information at once, and it was a little unable to move.

She raised her head, with a confused look on her face that was really delightful. Zhao Yang touched her childish and cute face and said, "This is an encrypted conversation between parents. Most people can't understand it."

The family of three was walking home as usual. Just as they passed by a dilapidated house, frequent and unbearable coughs came from inside.

Zhao Yang immediately heard the disease hidden in the coughing sound. This was definitely not the usual sound of being choked.

She paused in her steps and turned to look at the dilapidated house.

Her figure disappeared from Lin Qingchen's peripheral vision. He turned around hurriedly and saw her staring at a dilapidated house.

"What's wrong?" he asked confused.

Zhao Yang asked him to listen carefully to the coughing sound coming from inside.

"With so many overlapping coughs, I'm afraid there are many patients inside."

This should be a house full of patients. With the kindness of a doctor, she wanted to go in and see what was going on. "You should take your son back first."

Guessing that there must be a serious illness inside, she couldn't let them take risks with her.

"There are so many coughs, it must be an infectious disease. Are you crazy for going in like this?" Lin Qingchen also saw her worry and hurriedly grabbed her and said.

He lowered his voice, trying not to scare Lin You'er who looked up at them.

"Then what can we do? I am a doctor, I can't just turn a blind eye." She couldn't let go of her clutching heart.

When they were in a stalemate, an older man passed by and saw them heading towards the broken house and reminded them worriedly.

"Children, that is where some patients who have been unable to recover all year round stay. The disease is very evil. You must not go in and get sick."

The uncle's reminder made the two people's guesses come true.

"Did you hear that? You can't go." Lin Qingchen pulled her and wanted to leave.

Zhao Yang gritted his teeth and stopped in place, turned around and replied with a smile: "Thank you, uncle, but I still want to ask, why is there such a broken house with patients here?"

This kind of broken house is not common. They have never encountered it and know nothing about it.

The uncle sighed, and when he looked up again, his eyes seemed to be more sad.

"These are available in every place. If you contract a serious disease and do not recover within a month, you can only come to this shabby house to spend your last days. So, as long as you go in, you will definitely be infected. Infection!”

He reminded them kindly, not wanting them to regret it for the rest of their lives just because of their curiosity.

However, this did not dissuade Zhao Yang from wanting to go in.

"Thank you." She nodded to the uncle.

The uncle persuaded and persuaded, but it seemed that they didn't intend to go in before leaving.

However, Lin Qingchen had long seen clearly her superficially supportive character but in reality had an undercurrent of turmoil. Seeing that he could not pull her back, Lin Qingchen also saw her determination.

"I just want to go in."

She nodded affirmatively.

The people inside were all seriously ill, but they had been influenced by the words of ancient doctors since childhood, and they must have thought that medicine and stone were ineffective. However, she and Lin Qingchen came from modern times, and their vision was very different from theirs.

Sometimes it seems to them that there is always a way to survive when there is no cure.

"Lin Qingchen, I think we can't let those lives go unchecked."

She has great love in her heart.

Come on, he can't persuade me anymore.

"Then we can't just go in like this, right?" He breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yang also felt that he was right, they had no measures at all, and going in like this would be courting death.

They sent Lin Youer home first, and bought mugwort incense on the street on the way home.

The first thing Zhao Yang did when he got home was to open the space. Zhao Yang searched around inside and finally found the disinfectant spray.

When 0777 was about to speak out, Zhao Yang blocked it with one sentence, "Hey, hey, what I'm doing is a great good thing. You have to charge me energy points for just these bottles of disinfectant spray?"

She didn't say that increasing the energy value would be good.

Good people can't live without good rewards!

"0777, please let them go for the sake of the few energy points I have. Don't deduct them anymore."

0777 said sternly: "Am I deducting it? I am deducting it normally. But since what you want to do is a good thing, then... I will reluctantly not deduct the energy value this time."

It's rare that it has such a tender moment.

There were also protective suits in the space, but they were worried that the appearance of such things in ancient times would arouse people's attention, so they put on all the old clothes at home and went to the dilapidated house with their faces covered.

Before they even reached the door of the broken house, they smelled the incense of mugwort.

Lin Qingchen glanced at the mugwort in his hand awkwardly, as if it was superfluous.

"In ancient times, epidemic prevention was done by using mugwort as incense. You can smell it everywhere after entering."

Zhao Yang glanced at the disinfectant spray on his hand. This kind of thing is the most useful thing at the moment.

Entering the broken house, an unpleasant smell hit their noses. They held their breath urgently and looked around in fear.

I saw that the shabby house was full of patients inside and outside. They were homeless and had to spread a ball of grass on the ground to make a bed. They usually lay on the grass and looked at the sky or the ceiling.

Their eyes are empty, their desire to live is not strong, and their daily hope is to die peacefully.

In a corner away from the patient, Zhao Yang glanced at him and was so frightened that his legs weakened.

She poked Lin Qingchen's hand and asked him to look over there: "Is there a pile of dead people there?"

Those people were stacked on top of each other, with flies hovering around them, as if they were dead and still stinking.

Lin Qingchen took her a little closer and saw that it was really a corpse. The corpse infected by the disease might also have its own virus, so they did not dare to get too close.

Before they could fully explore the entire house, a group of people outside the door broke in.

They covered their faces and wore white aprons. When they entered, they went straight to the pile of corpses.

"What do you do?" When those people saw Lin Qingchen and Zhao Yang meeting each other, they looked at them warily.

"newcomer?"

They treated them as if they were also patients infected with the disease.

Judging from their neat equipment and sufficient manpower, they must be looking at the county's corpse collection team.

Zhao Yang revealed his identity, "I am a doctor in the county. I heard that there is a serious epidemic here. Come and have a look."

Doctor?

After everyone heard about her identity, they looked at her a few times, and finally turned their heads in silence.

The prestige of doctors seems to be very low among them, and sick people do not place their hopes on them.

What kind of gloom have you experienced to make you so disappointed?