The setting sun was like blood. Chen Qing sat on the pony and waved the cattail leaf fan in his hand, methodically taking care of the decoctions in the dozen or so medicine jars in front of him.

In order to prevent anyone from tampering with the medicine, Xu Mingyue has always been personally watching these patients who were selected for the first batch of pilot trials.

All the medicine has to go through Xu Mingyue's hands, and then handed over to Chen Qing to brew it under his own watch.

The first batch of pilot projects has lasted for more than ten days. The vast majority of patients have begun to improve, and the young and strong are even able to help prepare and deliver medicine.

Looking at the woman who was looking at the patients one by one, Chen Qing's eyebrows were filled with tenderness that was so thick that it couldn't be turned away.

Through Xu Mingyue's curved eyebrows, Chen Qing understood that Xu Mingyue, who had saved so many people with his own ability, was extremely happy at this time.

A man dressed as a soldier walked quietly to Chen Qing's side: "Master, Sun Yicheng has arrived at the inn today and met with Xie Chongan."

Chen Qing stood up and opened the jar of medicine, checking the degree of cooking: "Tell Wang Yuluo that it's time to send the first big gift to Sun Yicheng."

The guards who took the order reintegrated into the queue and left the East District in an instant.

He picked up the medicine jar and poured the decoction into the enamel bowls that were gradually placed on the tray. He walked into the tent with the tray in both hands and handed out today's decoction one by one starting from the innermost side.

"Hey, Xiaocao, listen to grandma and you'll be fine after drinking this medicine."

In the past, people who drank medicine were the most obedient people, but today they are unwilling to drink this soup.

Xu Mingyue withdrew her hand that was checking for pulse, turned and walked to Xiaocao, took the soup from her grandma, scooped the soup with a spoon herself, and fed it to the sick little girl.

Seeing that the person still shook his head and refused, Xu Mingyue persuaded in a soft voice: "Good boy, Xiaocao, take the medicine for two days at most, and then you can go home with your grandma and reunite with your parents."

"Our Xiaocao is the bravest little girl, right?"

"Yes." Xiaocao responded excitedly and drank the bitter soup with a wrinkled face.

After finishing half the bowl of soup, Xiaocao seemed to remember something again and asked softly: "They all said that our house was destroyed and we need a lot of money to rebuild our home."

When she thought about how she still had no home even after she recovered from her illness, Xiaocao's eyes started to become watery, her voice was filled with tears, and her emotions were developing out of control.

"Sister Yaowang, our family has no money. Will I have no family in the future?"

Presumably, children from poor families have long been in charge, and now children who are only six or seven years old will start to worry about money. Xu Mingyue felt pity for this child's plight, raised her hand to wipe away the little girl's tears, and coaxed:

"With Mr. Xu here, and with those healthy uncles and brothers here, we will be able to create a new home with our own hands soon."

Xiaocao tried hard to understand these words, her sobbing voice gradually became quieter, but the hesitation in her eyes did not diminish.

The rays of light shone from the top of the tent and fell on Xu Mingyue's shoulders, coating it with a layer of holiness.

Xiaocao looked at Xu Mingyue's appearance as if a god had descended, and felt infinite envy.

"Sister, you are so beautiful. I want to look like you when I grow up."

As Xiaocao said these words, everyone in the camp cast their peripheral vision in the direction of Xiaocao.

Xu Mingyue's appearance was praised too much, but she didn't care much about it.

He fed Xiaocao the last spoonful of soup and drank it, and continued to talk to Xiaocao in a childish voice:

"The skin is just an appearance. The most important thing is that a woman has the ability to make a living and establish herself in the world..."

Before she could finish her coaxing words, the three layers of white scarf covering Xu Mingyue's face were suddenly pulled off by Xiaocao without Xu Mingyue being alert.

The movement in the camp disappeared, and all the plans in everyone's eyes were replaced by surprise.

No one has ever seen such a beautiful and holy woman, so holy that she can hide all the evil in the world.

Looking around, Xu Mingyue raised her hand to touch her cheek, and the compassion in her eyes disappeared to nothing.

She was saving these people, who had torn off her last layer of protection in order to see her appearance clearly?

The sadness in her heart began to accumulate, and the curve of Xu Mingyue's mouth turned cold, but she stubbornly wanted an explanation: "Xiaocao, why did you do this?"

"I want to have a home after I leave here."

There was no regret in Xiaocao's eyes, and she thought it was a matter of course: "Sister, you look like a fairy, but you look so fierce now, like a female devil."

Chen Qing, who walked out of the tent with a smile on his face, suddenly looked back when he heard these words.

The cloth covering Xu Mingyue's mouth and nose was actually held in the hand of the child who was under Xu Mingyue's care just now.

With strong internal energy throughout his body, Chen Qing teleported to Xu Mingyue's side.

Not daring to cover Xu Mingyue's face with the veil that had been touched by the patient, Chen Qing tore off his own clothes and wrapped Xu Mingyue's head layer by layer.

"Since you don't want to live, then just go die."

Recently, his tender eyes swept over everyone in the camp with murderous intent.

He wanted to remember these faces. When he got to hell, Chen Qing would not let them live in peace.

He picked up the person at the waist, the tent exploded in an instant, his life ended before he could scream, and the chaos was buried in silence.

Stupidity is never a reason to make mistakes.

Xu Mingyue took risks and entered countless camps to bring these people back from the brink of death. As soon as these people were healthy, they began to drag Xu Mingyue to perish together.

Chen Qing couldn't understand.

The sounds of coughing and crying disappeared from her ears. Even though her whole head was tightly wrapped, Xu Mingyue could still feel the speed of the wind blade rushing forward.

Chen Qingzai led Xu Mingyue to escape from the East District at the limit of her abilities, escaping from the first battlefield in her life that she had faced and dominated alone.

In fact, Xu Mingyue was not afraid of catching the plague, and she had even been prepared for it.

But she found it difficult to accept the way she contracted the disease.

Even if Xiaocao said that she was just curious about her appearance, Xu Mingyue could use her youth and ignorance to suppress the discomfort in her heart.

But the result now is that Xiaocao knew that this would hurt her, but he still tore off her only protection for his own selfish desires.

And the people who filled the camp were all accomplices.

The thoughts in her mind were very confusing, and the feeling of betrayal made Xu Mingyue a little uncomfortable.

The next moment, many moments began to flash through her mind:

The soldiers who entered the camp with her.

Those people who accompanied her to take care of others as soon as they were healthy.

Those patients whose families are not well-off still need to give her food.

Sincerity can indeed be exchanged for sincerity.

She had been hurt by some people, but she could not forget her duty as a doctor and ignore all the people in the East District and even Deshui just because she was hurt.

Xu Mingyue is going back to the East District.

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