Chapter 512

The setting sun was setting and the sun was like blood. A team went out of the Nancheng gate and went straight to the hospital five miles away.

"Doctor Yan, seven more died." a doctor rushed into a simple house in panic and whispered in the ear of a young man who was taking the pulse for the patient. The young man didn't lift his eyelids, but said solemnly, "deal with it according to the old rules."

"But today, I've been dead for decades, and we've run out of medicine." the doctor's voice trembled. Although I'm used to death and forget, it's chilling to die so many in one day. If it goes on like this, people here will die in a few days.

The young man frowned. The medicine has been urging for three days, but there is no movement in Taiyuan house. It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. Without medicine, even the art of returning to heaven is useless.

"Hurry again."

The doctor went out with a bitter face to deal with the body. Yan Yi looked at a room of dying patients, and there was a trace of hopelessness at the bottom of his heart. It has been almost a month. When he came, there were three doctors and six doctors. Now there is only one doctor left and two doctors are holding on. The patients poured in and died again and again. During this period, Taiyuan government only supplied medicinal materials once.

There was nothing I could do but try my best. Yan Yi sighed and was ready to patrol the next ward.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside, and someone reported: "the family members of the deceased did not agree to burn, but also beat Xiaohe."

Yan Yi heard the speech and rushed immediately.

In the open space outside, several handyman were loading corpses and preparing to burn them in the distance. Several women's family members grabbed the cart and hugged the corpse, crying bitterly, while the male family members pulled Xiao He, with angry eyes and a desperate posture.

"Everybody, please listen to me." Yan Yi came forward and said loudly.

He is the only doctor here. Everyone still respects him very much. When he came out, he let go of Xiao He.

Xiao He is still a 14-year-old child. He was very frightened just now. As soon as he got out of trouble, he hurried to behind Dr. Yan.

"They won't let it burn."

Yan Yi nodded and glanced at the people present. Those who held the corpse just now didn't take any measures. I'm afraid they will also catch the plague. Yan Yi was very helpless in his heart. Yan Yi said: "It has been a custom for thousands of years that people die and settle down. However, the current situation is special. The dead have a plague virus on them. If they are buried, it is a hidden danger. Only this method can be done once and for all. The dead are dead. What we need to consider is to let more people live. If you are the next one to lie down, you want to turn yourself into ashes and not affect your relatives. What's more Do you want to settle down, make the living uneasy, and bring death to more people? "

No one spoke, and everyone looked sad with despair.

"Doctor, are we all going to die?" asked a man in rags.

Yan Yi knew this man. He came the day before yesterday with his wife and children. His wife was lying on the cart, and he had started diarrhea yesterday.

No one knows better than Yan Yi. If the supply of medicinal materials is no longer available, what fate is waiting for everyone, but he can't insert a knife into these already cold hearts. Therefore, he smiled: "people will die, but I believe that it will be many years later, as long as you do as I say."

Some people have shaken, but at this time, a woman cried, "all my relatives are gone. What's the meaning of leaving me alone to live in the world? It's better to die together."

"Doctor, you don't have to lie to us. Even your doctor can't save his life. This plague is hopeless..." an old man said pessimistically.

Suddenly, the mood of despair and discouragement spread, such as the wind and sand on the wasteland, blowing everyone's hope without a trace.

Yan Yi squinted and looked into the distance. At the end of the horizon, there was a team of people and horses. A black and white flag was flying in the wind. He hooked his mouth: "as long as we don't give up and believe in miracles, miracles will happen."