From time to time, someone was covered with a white cloth and carried out of the house.

Even if it is just a trial, it is truly terrifying.

The grief and silence that permeated the entire town cannot be faked.

“Even if my actions are just an utterly inadequate measure, I still have done my part.”

Qi Le walked to the street and stood still, Then a decision was made.

The doctor distinguishes the medicine ingredient, diagnoses the pulse and prescribes.

Facing the plague, Qi Le, as a doctor, can only do his best to collect medicine ingredients and then diagnose and treat patients.

After all, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

If you want to treat a disease, you only know how to treat it. Without medicine ingredient, it is no good.

However, even if Qi Le wants to do good deeds, those pharmacies may not be willing to give out medicine ingredients for free.

In this process, Qi Le was deeply grateful from the families of these patients.

I have also been attacked and abused for powerlessness.

But Qi Le always follows his own mind, the mind of a doctor.

Treat diseases and save people.

Go up the mountain during the day to collect medicine.

In the evening, I will check the pulse of people and prescribe medicine recipe.

In this trial, Qi Le’s cultivation base was sealed, and his physical fitness was nothing more than a strong ordinary person.

Less than four hours of rest per day.

Exhausting brain pulse every night.

Coupled with the hard work of everyday all going up the mountain to collect medicine, Qi Le’s body soon became a little unable to hold it.

No matter how you say it here, it is just an ordinary world without strong power.

The body of an ordinary person cannot withstand such a powerful loss.

But Qi Le still did not give up his charity.

To fight this plague with my own meager power.

During this period, Qi Le didn’t care, whether it was gratitude and praise, or attack and slander, just doing what he wanted to do.

No regrets and no regrets.

I don’t know how long this kind of charity has been carried out, and the plague seems to have gradually subsided.

The number of funerals is much less, and the voice of mourning and music is also much less.

But Qi Le also became ill due to long-term fatigue, and when he sent the last patient away, he collapsed.

“The body of the ordinary person is still too weak.”

Qi Le leaned against the wall, and the scene in front of him became a little fuzzy.

Recalling everything he has experienced in these days, Qi Le seems to have a clear comprehension in his heart.

The world is full of attitudes.

In the face of death, human emotions seem to be presented in the most real way.

Fear, sorrow, despair, grief.

The pain and sorrow of the poor, the struggle for power and gain from the rich and the rich.

The joy after healed the illness, the anger that appeared because of the doctor’s inability to do anything.

The joy, anger, sorrow, and joy seem to be clearly revealed.

“So, is the trial at this time over?”

The scene in front of me seems to be getting blurred.

Qi Le breathed slowly, and asked aloud in his mind.

However white light flashed, Qi Le’s memory of the doctor in his mind was deleted, leaving only his feelings in that small town.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Le’s eyes went black.

When I opened my eyes again, Qi Le appeared in the familiar blank space without many fond memories.

However, there is no prompt sound this time.

After waiting for a long time, the voice of system rang in Qi Le’s mind.

system: “Host, in fact, the trial task at this time should allow you to experience the various states of life. You probably need to experience the life of a thirty-forty character again.”

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