Manager Gao listened and looked at Xiao Qian in puzzlement.

Xiao Qian nodded and said, "What this person said should be true, similar to what I heard the captain say." After speaking, another person was released from the jade bottle, took out a small bottle from him, and handed it to Mr. Gao.

At this time, there were two "dong dong" sounds again, and two more old men fell, their bodies were already weak, and they really couldn't hold on.

Governor Gao's face became even more difficult to look at, and he instructed the two soldiers with their backs to him: "Carry these three dead villagers aside, cremate them, and then bury them, and you must pay attention to safety, and it is best not to touch their flesh and skin." ”

The two of them answered, and boldly tore two pieces of cloth from their bodies, wrapped them around their hands, and made a simple glove.

Manager Gao called two more people, and they did the same thing, to classify the villagers, and decided to save the old and infirm first, maybe they really don't have much time, and they can save one person.

Xiao Qian had already taken action, commanding the three old men to be put together and formed a small fan shape to facilitate his firepower.

After doing all this, Xiao Qian did not rest, and directly moved his hands to treat the three old men at the same time.

Manager Gao glanced at Xiao Qian and said, "It's only hard work!" Then, he came to a villager and dropped a little bit of the medicine in the small bottle on the person, he wanted to try it, what if it worked?

Mr. Gao looked at the villager steadily, keeping an eye on his movements, hoping for a miracle.

After a long time, the man didn't react at all, and Mr. Gao sighed in disappointment, it seems that this medicine really has no effect. Now, I can only pin all my hopes on Xiao Qian.

At this time, among the three people treated by Xiao Qian, two woke up, and the other left this world.

Xiao Qian was a little happy, but also a little disappointed, happy that his method of treating together was feasible and could save a lot of time, at this time, he was racing against time, time is equal to life. Disappointingly, the success rate is too low, only a little over 60 percent.

Manager Gao nodded to him and said: "The old and infirm have such an effect, which can be regarded as a happy thing, you can rest and then continue, everything depends on you, hard work!"

Xiao Qian didn't rest anymore, he didn't want to stop for a moment, knowing that his task was very heavy, even if he was working overtime, he had to try his best to save these people.

......

Xiao Qian saved one after another, until it was late, there were still people who had not been saved, his head was constantly bubbling with white gas, and Manager Gao was surprised for a while, even he couldn't imagine that Xiao Qian would hold on for so long, and he persuaded him to rest several times, but he didn't listen.

After Xiao Qian's project is done, he no longer cares how many people have died, so as not to affect his mood, anyway, he knows that there are always more people who are saved than people who die.

In fact, the people who were rescued before were all elderly, and their health was not good, their resistance was also poor, and death was inevitable.

He only knew that he still couldn't relax, there were still people in this village who had not been saved, and he heard that there was another village next door that was waiting for him to save them. They were also controlled by Mr. Gao and others, lest they run around and harm the villagers of other villages.

Others are not easy, although they did not personally help, but the psychological burden is heavier than Xiao Qian, especially Manager Gao and Zhao Sanqiao, who are not only responsible for directing others to assist Xiao Qian and do some physical work, but also always worry that someone will come to make trouble and someone will attack.

Zhao Sanqiao is even more observant of the six roads, listening to all directions, he knows that there must have been another thing like a ghost here, otherwise, these villagers will not become like this, the strength of the ghost he has seen with his own eyes, if it appears again, the people here will be in danger, he also once told Mr. Gao about this, Mr. Gao must also beware of ghosts coming out.

And among the soldiers brought by Zhao Sanqiao, there were already some people who were in a bad situation, and they were all restrained by Zhao Sanqiao, and found a rope to tie them up, and told a good lie that they were tired, let them have a good rest, so as not to fall asleep and roll down the mountain.

Although people think that his statement is a bit unrealistic and even a bit ridiculous, Zhao Sanqiao, who has never deceived people, is still old, even if it is a lie, people are not good at asking questions, and they also regard his lies as the truth.

Fortunately, these people are different from person to person, each person's body immunity is different, and the time of the attack is different, and he can deal with them one by one without causing panic.

When everyone found that there were more and more people who had problems, and there were fewer people who had been injured, Zhao Sanqiao simply controlled all the injured and said to the others: "It's okay now, no one will have any more seizures." ”

At this time, people realized that these soldiers were also infected. It turns out that even Zhao Sanqiao, who never tells lies, can lie, so who else in this world can be trusted? However, among the fifty or so people who came back from outside, thirty people have been tied up, and there are a few injured people left, even if Zhao Sanqiao doesn't do it, they will take the initiative to let others tie them up.

These bound soldiers were not in a coma like those villagers, they were soldiers anyway, and they had not been poisoned for a long time, their minds were still clear, but their heads hurt a little and they hallucinated.

Zhao Sanqiao looked at them, and then said: "I'm sorry, brothers, you must believe me, believe in Manager Gao, believe in Wang Xiaoqian, he will definitely be able to treat everyone, just let everyone be wronged first." ”

People nodded, for Zhao Sanqiao and Manager Gao, they believe it, and that Wang Xiaoqian can only believe it now, otherwise what else can he do?

When it was dark, Xiao Qian finally saved all the villagers in this village, and the people who survived were like waking up from a dream, and they didn't know what was going on, only the person who first tried it for Xiao Qian was still awake for treatment, and he was also awake after treatment.

Xiao Qian really couldn't do it, she was almost tired like a dog, and she had to rest for a while, and someone had already proposed that someone bring someone from another village in advance to facilitate Xiao Qian's treatment.

The people in the other village were relatively late, and there were not as many people as in this village just now, so Xiao Qian finally relieved a little.

......

Xiao Qian didn't expect that saving these villagers would be many times easier than when he had healed Dongfang Xing, in fact, it is not difficult to understand that a strong person like Dongfang Xing can be treated by ordinary people?

It stands to reason that a person as powerful as him can't invade his body with a normal virus, but this biochemical virus is transmitted through blood, even if you are a super macho man, the function of blood is always the same, and it will flow throughout the body. As long as a trace of blood is infected, the virus will spread indefinitely.

People with strong physical resistance didn't care too much at the time, and once they couldn't bear the attack, it was already very serious.

In addition, once a person like Dongfang Xing, who is physically and mentally powerful, is infected, and the external force seems to want to treat him, the resistance generated by his body's instinct is also extremely powerful, not only to remove the poison from his body, but also to clear his divine consciousness, which will be half the effort......

Although these villagers are not strong in life, and their consciousness can almost be ignored, there are too many people, and when Xiao Qian saved all the villagers, it was already the second half of the night, and he was really tired, but there were still those soldiers who were not deeply poisoned waiting for him to save, but he couldn't hold on any longer, fell down, and couldn't wake up.

People exclaimed, thinking that something had happened to him, and the Yuan Shen was overconsumed and hurt the roots.

Zhao Sanqiao's face also changed greatly, and he really thought that this young man was tired to death on the road of saving lives and helping the wounded.

Manager Gao was even more sad, stretched out his hand to check Xiao Qian's pulse, and suddenly said in surprise: "Don't worry, he's just too tired, let him have a good rest." ”

So, two people were found to carry him to a room so that he could sleep peacefully.

People listened to it and were very happy, naturally some people were vying to carry Xiaoqian, they knew that in this world, it is rare to have a character like Xiaoqian who sacrifices himself to save others, and it is of course willing to do what he can for him, but when the person who goes to carry Xiaoqian touches his body, it is like being frozen by ice and snow, which is still like a living person, it is simply dead.

Everyone exclaimed, even if it was a well-informed figure like Mr. Gao and Zhao Sanqiao, they didn't know why, he was obviously still alive, but his body was so cold, ten times colder than a dead person.

In fact, how did people know that the Ice Silkworm Battle Suit on Xiao Qian's body, when he did not mobilize his divine sense, had such power, if he was still awake at this moment and instinctively defended against external objects, the villagers who carried him would have become ice cubes long ago.

Manager Gao and Zhao Sanqiao had to take matters into the house, carried Xiao Qian into the house, covered him with a few sets of broken quilts, and let him rest well, everyone needs to rest, Xiao Qian is no exception, rest is for a better job!

......

In Bow City, the people were killed and wounded innumerably, corpses were everywhere, and very few people survived, and most of them were ordinary people, or they had lost their relatives or lost a place to live, how could they not be sad? Most of the houses in the city were charred, and in just one or two days, the entire city was almost in ruins.

This is the power of war, which can destroy all the good.

In this battle, they finally won, and the enemy got their due retribution, but it was the people of this city who suffered.

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