Chapter 161: What is Duty?
"What's the situation?" The palm-sized face froze, Tian Mi's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at Yang Xiao.
Qiao Xuan withdrew his gaze that fell on the scroll, and the dark light of his eyes also fell on Yang Xiao.
In a few breaths, Yang Xiao had adjusted his state, he looked at the two of them, his black and white eyes were as solemn as a substantial light, and said in a deep voice: "The matter of the epidemic is urgent, after the head of the Lin family goes back, he will personally sit in charge and arrange the treatment matters." β
The two listened quietly, and no one interrupted, but Tingyang smiled: "He summoned the healers as soon as possible, mobilized the medicinal materials, and prepared to leave, but when he was about to set offβ"
He paused, his face was a little complicated, he sighed lightly, and said, "There are some doctors who beg to stay behind and don't want to go together. β
Ordinary people are afraid of getting sick, and the doctor is not King Kong's body, although he knows more about some protection methods than ordinary people, but he will inevitably not be infected with a malignant disease if he touches the patient hand in hand.
People are afraid of death, and those who heal people are also human beings.
"One stood up with his neck bent, and the second raised his courage to follow, and after that, three or four innumerable...... They are willing to be stationed inside the city, and do not want to venture outside the city. In addition, the people in the city are now panicking, and they come to seek medical treatment when they are sick or not, and the doctors are in a hurry, so they have even more reason to retreat. Yang Xiao frowned slightly, there was no blame and disdain on his face, the expression was difficult to describe, just like the mood of everyone.
He doesn't read much, but he has been in the market since he was a child, and he has read a lot of life, so it is difficult for him to simply use whether he should be judged or not, or rather. There is no clear standard for judging.
Collecting money to see a doctor, seeing a doctor and receiving money, are both voluntary acts, there has never been a reason to buy and sell in this world, and now people would rather not want this money, not to see this disease, what can you do?
Yang Xiao shook his head and sighed: "The head of the Lin family originally wanted to transfer seventy percent of the people to the past, but now. It would be nice to have three layers of people willing to go outside the city. β
There are many people in the city. But there are more than goodwill halls in the city, and thirty percent of the people are left, not because of the outside and the inside, but because the resources in the city are sufficient. There is a shortage of supplies outside the city.
I don't want Lin to think about it. It has become an excuse for them to shirk.
That's right. Everyone is afraid of death. But if you are afraid of death, can you watch others die? If this is the case for everyone, how can everyone not be at risk? Because along this line of thought. If something happens, you don't have to ask the police for help, because the police are also human beings and will die; When the war starts, don't expect soldiers to defend your home and country, because soldiers are also human beings and will die.
But if that's the case, isn't this world chaotic? The country is not a country, the family is not a family, and the people are not happy.
Therefore, when the epidemic breaks out, others can stand by and watch with peace of mind, but the healers cannot, because this is their mission and duty.
Perhaps, this is the meaning of the existence of duties, mutual restraint, mutual maintenance, mutual support, in order to survive.
Tian Mi's big eyes narrowed slightly, her small mouth cracked, revealing two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth, and she beckoned, so that Yang Xiao came over, and after a whisper, she patted his much stronger chest, looked at him very strictly, and said in a leader's tone: "Mobilize your little friends." In just half an hour, I want to see the results. Can it be done? β
Yang Xiao immediately straightened up, patted his chest, and said loudly with a generous attitude of accepting orders in danger, with a smile that couldn't help laughing: "Yes!" β
Then he turned, trotted a few steps, and flew out with a slam of time.
Lin Dang's family gave generously in front of the people of the city at the city gate, but his subordinates didn't seem to buy it. This news spread throughout Dezhuang in an instant.
As time went by, more and more people gathered outside the goodwill hall, and this was the first time, looking at the lively crowd, there was no look of concern on their faces, they were all frowning, pursing their lips, and worried.
The epidemic was so terrible, I thought that with the burden of the Lin family, even if it could not be cured, there was at least hope of controlling it, but I didn't think that at the moment of the disaster, the doctor of the Lin family didn't even listen to his words.
No one knows the epidemic better than the doctors, and even they are too scared to play, you can imagine......
Everyone didn't dare to think about it anymore, just shook their heads and sighed, their faces were gloomy, and their eyes were sad.
If even the Lin family stays out of the matter, then no one can come out of this, this city gate is the ghost gate, and from then on, heaven and man are separated.
No one wants to see such an ending, but they all choose to protect themselves, so what qualifications do they have to ask these doctors to defend themselves?
If you can't open your mouth, there is only silence.
In the goodwill hall, there was also a deathly silence.
The Lin family's goodwill hall has survived for a hundred years, and in the lobby, in addition to a dazzling array of medicinal materials, it is also full of plaques sent by patients over the years.
Countless plaques, countless gratitude, countless people.
And the most eye-catching in the hall is the middle of the road, the plaque is not inlaid with gold and jade, the whole body is wooden, simple and old, as if it is some years.
Some years have passed, but the plaque is still shiny, apparently carefully maintained, so that every word on it can be read clearly to this day.
On a long plaque, there are thousands of words, two or three words form a name, and each name has a different handwriting.
The names of thousands of people form four words: hanging pot to help the world.
This is a plaque for all people, the only one in the world, a great honor, a great responsibility.
But this responsibility, he only felt too heavy and heavy until today, so heavy that he was about to be unable to hold it up.
Lin Weiya stood under the plaque, slowly retracted her gaze to look at the plaque, and faced the thousands of doctors in the lobby.
Every doctor of the Lin family is a leader in the industry, respected by peers, loved by the people, they are the pillars of the medical industry in Dezhuang, and they are the living bodhisattvas who save lives and help the wounded in the eyes of the people of Dezhuang.
But today, they actually told him that they don't want to see a doctor to save people, no, it should be said, they want to see a doctor to save people selectively, to keep the safety to themselves, and to leave the danger to the patients.
To his surprise, there were more than one or two people who had such thoughts.
Is this really, the doctor that his Lin family is proud of? He didn't see it until today.
It's not that I didn't see the sinking face of the head of the house. But at the moment of life and death, I really couldn't care so much, so I could only stubbornly say: "Master of the family, just say something." β
If there is an opening, there will be a second, "Yes, master, you can speak." β
The first two openings still have some scruples, and when there are more people who ask, they have enough confidence and courage. He began to speak out.
I saw a man bowing down. The words were earnest: "The master of the family, it's not that I can't save it when I see death, but I really can't do anything!" From ancient times to the present, we have never seen countless plagues and diseases. Have you ever seen a man who can heal? Unprecedented. We are vulgar. To have oneβs hands tied. β
"Yes, my lord, no one knows more about the epidemic than we do. According to the record of "Speaking of Epidemic Gas": The epidemic is epidemic, and every family has the pain of zombies. There is a cry of mourning in the room. or die with the door closed, or lose the family. Or think: the plague, the work of demons and gods. The words of the ghost and god, he said in a low and tactful voice, adding to the mystery and horror.
"It's not more than that." I still thought that everyone's faces were not embarrassed enough, and someone suddenly received it in a deep voice: "It is also recorded in "Seven Mourning Poems": I can't see anything when I go out, and the plain is covered with white bones. There are hungry women on the road, holding their children and abandoning the grass. β
Every word, sonorous and powerful, the words are sharp, but they are more terrifying than the scene in the poem.
"And there's more." The person who was so frightened that he wanted to shrink his neck and head into his body hurriedly added: "It is also written in "Sending the Plague God": There are many green waters and green mountains in vain, and Hua Tuo is helpless! Thousands of villages and Xuli people left arrows, and thousands of households sang songs. β
The people who were anxious to get rid of their responsibilities no longer cared about Lin Weiya's stagnant face and the increasingly desperate expressions of the people outside the hall.
However, the small number of people who were willing to go out of the city ...... were relieved and opened their mouths, but they could not refute it.
They are right, the epidemic is indeed so terrible, they promised, and they are also ready to die, go here, do not seek victory, and can fight against death until the last moment, which is the wish of their lives.
They are ready to die, and there is nothing more to say.
The silence of the people who went out of the city boosted the ambition of those who advocated staying behind, they were eager to express their demands, looked at the silent Lin Weiya with heavy eyes, and begged: "Family master, we have followed you for many years, and we have worked hard, and now that the epidemic has broken out, can you cross the river and tear down the bridge, and push us out to die!" β
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere that had been solidified in the hall dropped directly to the freezing point, and a cold air, condensed into substance, climbed up from the backbone, and for a while, everyone fell into the ice cellar.
It was only then that they saw the eyes that froze a bright smile and only a cold gaze.
Lin Weiya looked at them coldly, behind her, her fingers in her sleeves clenched.
It turned out that the people who only looked at the diagnosis on weekdays were all well-versed and eloquent, but it was him, a long-sleeved businessman who was good at dancing and dancing, who became a stupid monkey, and he was beaten by them and even parried.
Unexpectedly, he was not praised by people outside, but at a critical moment, he was drawn from the bottom of his own people.
How ironic.
Lin Weiya looked at the layers of people outside the hall, looked at the complicated expectant eyes on their faces, and then looked at the doctors who gathered on the side and resolutely stayed behind, her lips were pursed, and her mouth was difficult to open.
promised them to stay, then his promise to the entire Dezhuang became a joke, and patients outside the city would never be able to wait for the day they entered the city. If he doesn't agree to let them stay, then he will ignore their life and death, be cold-hearted and ungrateful.
Besides, if he doesn't agree, will they be obedient? Obviously no, the feet are on their legs, the skill is in their minds, they don't want to, no one can force it.
What can I do?
Lin Weiya's clear eyes darkened, narrowed slightly, and fell into deep thought.
However, those who stayed behind did not give him a chance.
"Since the head of the family can't choose, let's make our own choice." After saying this, the man bowed, bowed his hand, lowered his head, but choked up: "The master of the family forgives the sins, there are still old people and wives and daughters in the next family, I am not afraid of death, but if I unfortunately die, I am afraid that they will not survive." β
With that, he turned around and strode away.
What he said is actually the voice of most of those who choose to stay behind. They are not greedy for life and afraid of death, but they live in the world, not without care.
Lin Weiya stood under the hundred-year-old plaque hung by the Lin family, motionless and accepting the farewell salute of waves of people, with an expressionless face.
It's just that when his ears moved, he seemed to be able to clearly hear behind him in the noisy hall, there was a voice 'tick, tick', it was the sound of water, blood.
He could already feel the stickiness of his palms.
His mind was a little dazed, so much so that when the crisp shout came, he was a little stunned.
"Stop me, don't leave anyone!" In the solemn and dull atmosphere of the room, this crisp roar is really like a cloud breaking through the sunrise, and it is clearly a little amazing.
The crowd parted, and saw the girl striding with her head held high, her steps were steady, her face was tough, and her amber eyes were clear and clear, but there was a cold light, like a knife, which 'deserters' had been scraped by a knife.
As if it was his home field, I saw that the girl was followed by a large number of people, and when she entered, the people behind her also entered, lined up behind her, and the last row of people was lined up with iron boxes in front of her.
This is?
Everyone didn't know why, blinked their eyes, and looked at the girl suspiciously, and at the same time, their hearts were inexplicably settled. (To be continued......)