There are 10 beds set up under the grass huts on both sides with bamboo beds, which are now full of people.

With the exception of a few patients with broken legs and legs, the other beds were full of patients with bandages all over their bodies.

In front of the hospital bed, there were more than a dozen family members of the patients, all of them with dull faces, like wooden people, and there was no trace of sparkle in their eyes.

The group sat together, without any verbal communication, like a people forgotten by the world.

Xiao Qi, who has always liked to tease Duan Zhengping, also had a serious face at the moment, staring at the numb crowd, and glanced at Duan Zhengping, knowing that this was the right place.

He was about to step forward, but he heard the old man in the white coat shouting: "You go to the house and wait, this person's wound is a little scary, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it!"

Duan Zhengping hurriedly said: "It's okay, I'll take a look!"

The old man ignored it, and carefully uncovered the gauze on the patient's leg layer by layer.

The underlying gauze has been penetrated by pus and blood, sticking together, and the gauze is constantly uncovered, with a layer of torn flesh and blood.

Duan Zhengping on the side frowned when he looked at it, and the patient seemed to be unconscious, except for frowning and pale, there was no muffled sound.

His eyes were full of indifference, as if he had long been used to it.

On the hospital bed, looking at the young man's face, he was only in his 20s.

When he heard the amputation, he didn't react, his eyes were empty, staring at the roof of the shed, like a living dead.

The old man shook his head helplessly and sighed, picked up the spatula and gently scraped the rotten flesh off the leg.

During this time, the body finally began to twitch because of the pain.

After the old man finished the medicine and re-wrapped the gauze, he calmed down, and there was no movement except for the floating of his chest panting.

Duan Zhengping's brows furrowed, his fists clenched.

Looking at this picture, I want to say something, but I don't know what to say.

I just felt that my chest was very blocked.

What kind of suffering can make people so numb, as if they have lost their souls?

It was only at this moment that Duan Zhengping understood what Jia Yongjun meant by the fact that life is worse than death.

Xiao Qi turned her back, and there were already tears in her eyes.

Leaned on Duan Zhengping's arms for a long time, which stabilized his emotions, but he didn't dare to look back.

She handed the backpack to Duan Zhengping, and then asked with a crying voice: "Isn't it impossible to wrap burns in gauze?

The old man who was changing the dressing looked back at Xiao Qi when he heard this: "The little girl still knows something! The problem is that the wound is exposed, and it can only be done in the sterile room! In my case, I have to hang up in a day."

If you can afford to live in a clean room, why do you need me as an old man here?

It's good to be able to save your life now, and those who don't have it will talk about it later!"

Behind him, the 10 people were all so numb, and they were no longer surprised by this matter.

The old man had medicated these people, rubbed the pus sticky on his hands on the white coat at will, and turned his head to stare at Duan Zhengping and Daodao: "Say! What are you here for? It doesn't look like you're coming to see a doctor! The clothes you are wearing, you have to go to a big hospital!"

Han Wenxuan stared at the patients and said, "We are reporters! We came to interview the survivors of Yuchuan Huafu two years ago! This time, we mainly want to get justice for these deeply tortured patients, their families, and the victims!"

Hearing the four words of Yuchuan Huafu, some family members seemed to be touched by a certain nerve, raised their heads and stared at Duan Zhengping, and then there was no sound, and they became that numb appearance again.

The old man washed his hands in the basin on the side, turned his head to stare at Duan Zhengping and said, "Reporter, they have lived here for so many years, and there are not 100 or 80 reporters who come here!"

The editing of the interview record is not decent, that is, these family members are numb now! If not, when they hear the identity of the reporter, they are afraid that they will be able to rush up and fight with you!"

Then he wiped his hands, and the old man stretched out his hand to Duan Zhengping and said, "I'm the doctor here, my name is Nux Nux! If you want to interview, you better leave as soon as possible, don't any family member can't think of it, stab you twice, and I have to take responsibility here!"

On the way here, Duan Zhengping also searched for some reports about the fire a few years ago.

The online news is all one-sided.

Accusing users of tearing and pulling at will, causing fires, and putting all the blame on the residents.

There is almost no accusation against the developer, the article of the Chan Group.

This is not normal.

At this moment, after listening to the words of the strychnine, I understood the reason.

Xiao Qi was young after all, trembling with anger, looking back at the patient who was still breathing, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes again: "How can they do this, is this to force people to death?"

When this group of people dies, no one will trouble the Chen Group! 500 a day sterile room, they can't afford to live in it, come to live in my old man's bed for 10 yuan a day! Rely on some herbs to barely survive.

And guess what, I've been reported for practicing medicine without a license! I'm going to be demolished soon.

When the time comes, these people will have to wait for death!"

The old man's eyes were full of confusion between the words, he lay on the rocking chair, took a sip of the teapot, and said helplessly: "Old man, I have been a barefoot doctor all my life, saving countless people, and now I am practicing medicine without a license!

Duan Zhengfang was speechless all the time, quietly listening to the old man's narration.

There was no expression on his face, but his fists clenched tighter and his brow furrowed.

Hearing Xiaoqin's uncontrollable sobbing on the side, she stretched out her hand on her head and sighed lightly: "Didn't you keep asking me before, why did you resign from such a good unit?

There is too much darkness in this world, which is selectively ignored by some people, and only sings about the light on the surface.

And behind the scenes, in the dark, this group of people can only survive in the mud and dirt, barely surviving.

And the meaning of me, to go it alone, is to expose this darkness to the light.

Tear off this scab on the surface and let everyone see! What is the world like underneath?"

This sentence is being said to Xiaoqi, and it is also being said to Duan Zhengping himself.

His eyes grew more determined, and his voice became more and more powerful.

Turning his head forward, he stared at the old man with a firm face and said: "I'm Duan Zhengping! Zhengping looks at Duan Zhengping, the editor-in-chief of the World Official Account! Please compromise and be a middleman, so that these family members can believe in me again! I really want to help them!"

"Looking at the world equally?" the old man looked up at him suspiciously.

He had heard of this name, and it had a good reputation.

But aren't these journalists just for traffic?

He looked up suspiciously and asked, "Now that this matter is not hot, why are you doing this?"

Duan Zhengping's eyes were firm: "For justice!"

This is extremely naïve.

It's like a child is saying something childish.

It's ridiculous.

But there was a faint light in his eyes, which made the old man who wanted to laugh hold back.

Finally he sighed, stood up, and said, "I'll give it a try! But don't get your hopes up!"

"No way! I'm a doctor, I can't watch these people die!"

Speaking of this, Ma Nux sighed helplessly and shook his head: "Actually, I quite understand those people, it is not easy to hold on for half a year! There is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time......

"It's just that understanding is understanding, now this medical hall can't make ends meet, even if no one comes to demolish it, it won't last long......"

Nux strychnine's back bent slightly, helpless to look away.

The whole back reveals helplessness.

He wanted to do just these people, but there was nothing he could do.

In every hospital bed lies a face that is insensitive and completely hopeless about the future and life.

Duan Zhengping simply took out the camera hidden in his backpack and wrote down the desperate faces with the strychnine.

The hideous wound on the gauze.

There was no wail of pain, but more shocking.

The family members didn't react to the people walking by, and they didn't even look at Duan Zhengping.

After Ma Qianzi changed the medicine for everyone, he led Duan Zhengping to the bed of the young man with burns on his leg at the beginning, and shouted to the old man in front of the bed: "Lao Liu, don't lie there! The reporter from the city is specially to report on your matter, you get up and introduce it to others!"

The old man named Lao Liu is about 50 years old.

Originally, he was supposed to plant flowers and walk birds outside to enjoy his old age, but now he is like a stiff wooden man.

Hearing Ma Nuzi's shouting, he glanced up at Duan Zhengping, his eyes full of indifference.

"These dogball things are coming here to trick people again, let them go!"

Ma Qianzi glanced back at Duan Zhengping helplessly, and continued to persuade him: "Lao Liu, this young man is different this time!

"Dog ball is different, which time did the reporter who came over not say that he was out of the blue? As a result, there is a dog ball for use!"

The old man was a little excited, and he stood up violently and picked up the small bench under his feet, and was about to step forward to smash Duan Zhengping.

Ma Nux was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop and persuade: "Oh, hey, what are you doing, Lao Liu? Don't lose money if you hurt someone! If you provoke you, if you want to do it, hit me first!"

Duan Zhengping stood there, without any movement, without dodging or dodging.

The tears on Xiaoqi's face behind him had not yet been wiped away, and his eyes were red and hidden behind Duan Zhengping.

Facing the furious Lao Liu, there was not the slightest fear on his face.

The red and swollen eyes were full of sympathy and pity.

Eventually, Lao Liu's anger subsided.

Carrying a small bench and sitting back beside his son, he returned to his sluggish appearance again.

Ma Qianzi looked back at Duan Zhengping in embarrassment, and also persuaded: "Why don't you go first, this Lao Liu is already the most rational on our side! If the others are provoked, you will have to be beaten! Or come back another day!"

Unexpectedly, Duan Zhengping shook his head firmly and said: "I have a lot of time, I can afford to wait, but they can't afford to wait! When their group of people is gone, the Chen family will really get away with it! I'm not afraid of being beaten, I'm afraid that no one knows about the darkness in this world!"

"This ......" Nux Nux looked up at Duan Zhengping, should he say that he is too ideal, or too naïve.

Do you really think that a report can push the family that has taken root in Yuyang for decades?

At this moment, he is not good at dampening the child's enthusiasm: "Let's go, let's go and change someone, this old Liu has a bad temper today!"

After speaking, he dragged Duan Zhengping to the side.

But the boy stood here as if his feet were rooted, and he didn't move.

He couldn't help but scold: "Why are you so tough, kid! It's not that there are no others! Listen to uncle! Come here......

Just as they were about to persuade, Lao Liu's faint words suddenly came from behind the two: "Okay, don't toss other people!

The two turned their heads and saw Lao Liu sitting on his son's hospital bed, and even gave up his small bench.

This surprised Nux unusually.

Originally, he had no intention of succeeding in Lao Liu's interview.

Who would have thought that this old man was not only ready to be interviewed, but also gave up his precious chair?

He turned his head and glanced at Duan Zhengping, and said in his heart, what is really shining in this kid?