Chapter 1031

Qile walked in the small town, listening to the howling and crying of every family on the street.

From time to time, people were covered with white cloth and carried out of the house.

Even if it's just a trial, it's really scary.

The sadness and silence that pervaded the whole town could not be faked.

"Even if my action is just a drop in the bucket, I have done my bit."

Qile went to the street, stood still, and made a decision.

The doctor distinguishes the medicinal materials, examines the pulse and formulates.

In the face of the plague, Qile, as a doctor, can only do his best to collect herbs and then diagnose and treat patients.

After all, it's hard to cook without rice.

If you want to cure a disease, you only know how to treat it. It's useless without medicinal materials.

However, even if Qile wants to do something good, the druggists may not be willing to give the medicine for free.

In this process, Qile has been grateful to the families of these patients.

He was also attacked and reviled because of his powerlessness.

But Qile always follows his own heart, as a doctor's original heart.

Cure, save.

Go up the mountain to collect herbs during the day.

In the evening, he felt the pulse and prescribed a prescription.

In this trial, Qi Le's cultivation was sealed, and his physical quality was just a strong ordinary man.

Less than four hours of rest a day.

Every night I feel my pulse.

Coupled with the hard work of going up the mountain to collect herbs every day, Qile's body was soon unable to hold on.

No matter how to say it here, it's just an ordinary world without strong power.

Ordinary people's body, is not able to withstand such a strong loss.

But Qi Le still did not give up his good deeds.

With their own modest efforts, to fight the plague.

During this period, whether it is gratitude and praise, or attack and slander, Qile doesn't care, just does what he wants to do.

No regrets.

This kind of benevolence did not know how many days, the plague seems to gradually subside.

The number of funerals is much less, and the sound of sadness and joy is much less.

But Qile also because of a long time of fatigue, overwork into a disease, in sending off the last patient, fell down.

"Ordinary people's bodies are still too weak."

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

Recalling all that he had experienced these days, Qi Le seems to have realized something in his heart.

The world is full of states.

In the face of death, people's emotions seem to be most truly presented.

Fear, grief, despair, grief.

The misery of the poor and the struggle of the rich for power and profit.

After the treatment of the joy, because of the doctor's helplessness and anger.

Happiness, anger, sadness and joy seem to be clearly revealed.

"So, is this trial over?"

The scene seemed more and more blurred.

Qi Le breathed slowly and asked in his mind.

However, with a flash of white light, Qi Le's memory about the doctor was deleted, leaving only his feelings in that small town.

Then, Qi Le's eyes were black.

When you open your eyes again, Qile appears in the blank space that is familiar and does not have many good memories.

It's just that this time there's no sound.

It took a long time for the sound of the system to ring in Qi Le's mind.

System: "host, in fact, this trial task should let you experience all kinds of life, and you probably need to experience the life of 30 or 40 characters."