Not long after Jiang Lianxing left, that brother died. The heart-rending cries of my brother could be heard in the hallway. The elder brother is called Zhao Guanwen, and the younger brother is called Zhao Guanwu. Their parents died in that disaster as early as possible, and the two brothers have been dependent on each other since childhood, and their feelings are very deep.

An intelligence is pushing the stretcher ambulance bed out. Luo Youcheng walked over and stopped the intelligence. He looked at Zhao Guanwen's corpse in a daze. When each team member leaves, he will be in a daze for a while.

Zhao Guanwen came over and took off a pendant from his brother's neck. The pendant is not a valuable thing, it is carved out of wood, and the carving is so clumsy that you can barely tell that it is a chicken. One of the guards stopped:

"Contaminated items, you can't take them."

Zhao Guanwu roared: "This is the only thought that my brother can leave me, isn't this okay?" ”

Luo Youcheng said: "Let him keep it, just disinfect it." ”

The guards recruited medical intelligence to disinfect Zhao Guanwen's pendant. Another intelligence pushed Zhao Guanwen's body away, and Zhao Guanwu was about to catch up, but was stopped by others. Zhao Guanwu's weeping echoed in the corridor again.

Luo Youcheng said to the merchant next to him: "You go and comfort him." He didn't call the two brothers' direct leader, Spitfire Baby, comforting people is not the forte of this product.

The emotions of grief and despair are as devastating as the plague, and if it spreads, more members may fall. In the face of the epidemic, a positive and optimistic attitude is one of the best medicines. It is impossible for Zhao Guanwu, who has just lost his brother, to do it, but Luo Youcheng doesn't want him to influence other people, it's a cruel idea, but he needs to consider more people, not one person's emotions.

"Brother, mourn." Shang Shiyin walked over and put his arm around his shoulder, "I'll go out for a walk with you." ”

Regardless of whether Zhao Guanwu agreed or not, he pushed him out of the hospital, took him out of the town, and walked along an overgrown staircase to the top of the mountain.

"Sit." Shang Shiyin said to Zhao Guanwu, "When you are in a bad mood, it is best to climb high and look far." ”

Zhao Guanwu sat down dejectedly, "What about ascending?" Can you save my brother? The world is dead, and so is my brother. ”

"At least we're going to survive for a few decades, aren't we? If we live, there is hope for the world, and we may come back to life. ”

"What's the use of saying that? I'm not a savior like my husband, I can't even save my brother, let alone save the world. Zhao Guanwu took off his mask and kept wiping his tears, "I want to die so much, go down to accompany my brother." ”

Shang Shiyin sneered, he also took off his mask, took out a pack of cigarettes from his protective suit, and gave one to Zhao Guanwu. Shang Shi hid his cigarettes, his cigarettes were all for others to smoke, but this time he also lit them.

"You're luckier than me, your brother has been with you for at least twenty-five years. I was seven years old when my brother and my mom left. When my dad left, I was nine years old. If you were to do it, I would have died twenty years ago. In this world, human life is cheaper than grass, and if you say no, it will be gone. Which family doesn't die? Twenty-two years ago, if there are more than two survivors left in the family, how many can you find? Like you, there is no one in the world. ”

Zhao Guanwu lowered his head and smoked a cigarette, his eyes smoking, and his tears were even more turbulent. He threw a few puffs of his cigarette on the ground and wept silently. After a long time, he choked up and said:

"They are them...... I am me...... I didn't ask for ...... Same with me. ”

"I can relate to your feelings." Shang Shiyin patted him on the shoulder and said, "When my dad left, I was a nine-year-old kid, guarding a big manor alone, and there was no one around, and I wanted to die at that time." But I have to live, and if I die, the manor will be guarded. That was my father's wish, and he wanted to protect his home for his descendants. I waited alone for sixteen years, and I helped my dad wait for my husband. ”

The merchant pretended to spit out a puff of cigarette, the kind he smoked in a pack, the kind that he inhaled and spit out directly. He went on to say:

"When I saw my husband, I felt that it was meaningful for me not to die. After Mr. inherited the inheritance of the master, he did not enjoy it himself, but used it to save the world, so that more people could survive and live a more humane life. I feel that the sixteen years of waiting is worth it! Why do you think I'm willing to be a lackey for my husband? Because the gentleman deserves me to be a dog by his side. There is always some meaning in life, and that's what I mean. ”

Zhao Guanwu seemed to be touched and stopped crying.

"You say, without my long wait, would there be today's academy? Can you live a good life like this? No! You don't know which garbage heap to eat in and where your next meal will be. At the beginning, I was just a little security guard, and I never thought of doing something earth-shattering, but if you look at today's academy, can you say that my silent waiting is not great? ”

Shang Shiyin is just talking nonsense, he knows whether he has himself or not, and his husband will inherit the master's family property. He just wants to show that people have to live meaningfully, and small people can do big things. Zhao Guanwu didn't understand thoroughly, he said:

"Lord Xia Yin, you are great, you are a person who does great things."

Shang Shiyin realized that his thesis was off-topic, and quickly changed his thinking.

"The reason I want to survive is to help my dad fulfill his wish. Think about it, does your brother have any wishes? ”

"I want to get married."

"It's not over? Your brother can't marry, you can. Every year Qingming can still set up a dragon gate array with him on his grave, how are you doing, how are your women. Tell him about the bed. Your brother doesn't have a woman, but you, a brother, can share it with him. If you're gone, your brother will never know what it's like to be a woman. ”

Zhao Guanwu asked Shang Shiyin for another cigarette, and he took a hard puff and spit out a cigarette dragon.

"Lord Xia Yin, don't coax me as a child, when a person dies, it is completely gone, how can you hear the words of a living person?"

Shang Shiyin glared: "Who said that?" Have you ever played in Soul Country? …… No?! My godmother's territory, after a lot of people die, the soul goes there. So there is a soul in the world. ”

"Will my brother go there too?"

"This ......" Shang Shiyin wanted to say that there was, but the lie was the thing that could not stand up to verification, so he chose to tell the truth, "Listen to my godmother, for the soul to enter the system, it needs to be digitized...... It's about changing a form. The soul is too far away......"

The more Shang Shiyin spoke, the more he felt that he was extinguishing Zhao Guanwu's hope, and hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter whether you can enter the soul land or not, you just need to know that the soul exists." ”

There is a saying that the merchant did not dare to say. His godmother, Mother Lin, told him that the soul is a special form of electromagnetic wave, and if there is no container, it will also decay, consume, and convert into other energy. When it is consumed, it is gone, and it is completely dissipated.

Zhao Guangwu is a child who has never read in the end, and the main task in the escort team is training, and the cultural class is limited to knowing a thousand Chinese characters, which is easier to coax. In his opinion, it doesn't matter if he goes to the soul land or not, the important thing is that people have souls, which means that he can still see his brother after death.

The young man had a smile on his face, and he thanked Lord Xia Yin for enlightening him, and showed Shang Shiyin his and his brother's pendants. The pendant is carved by his brother, his horse is a horse, and the horse is the aspect of his brother; The elder brother is a chicken, which is his genus.

His parents didn't escape that disaster. The six-year-old brother took the three-year-old and began to wander around. Brother is to him, brother and father. He told many stories about him and his brother, and smoked a whole pack of cigarettes from Shang Shiyin. He threw away the last cigarette butt and asked:

"Lord Xia Yin, we have no symptoms, will we be fine in the future?"

"Theoretically, we are also carriers of the virus, and just because we're okay now doesn't mean we'll be okay in the future. However, with Mr. Jiang here, the possibility of us getting sick is very small. ”

"Will it be contagious to other people?"

"It probably would. Therefore, we should avoid contact with healthy people. ”

Zhao Guanwu nodded and sincerely thanked Shang Shiyin again.

"Lord Xia Yin is right, since I am alive, I should help my brother do something meaningful."

Shang Shiyin was glad that the young man could come out of his pain, put on his mask, and walked back shoulder to shoulder with him. Back at the hospital, Zhao Guanwu ran to other wards to cheer on his sick teammates as if he was fine.

Luo Youcheng gratefully patted Shang Shiyin's shoulder and said, "I have always been relieved that you are doing things." ”

In normal times, Shang Zhonggou would definitely lick violently, but this time he just nodded. After that, he was called away by a witch.

Just as Shang Shiyin stepped into the hospital, another team member fell ill. Old man Jiang hurriedly took out many plastic-sealed "candies" from his backpack and asked the witch to distribute them to the asymptomatic team members. This thing is called Guben Peiyuan Paste, and it was also made by Jiang Lianxing on the flying wings. The liquid is for the patient, and the ointment is for the healthy, and the effect is to enhance immunity. In order to delay the new cases. Naturally, Chinese patent medicine may not work so quickly, but it is an excellent placebo.

Shang Shiyin was caught by a witch, and only Luo Youcheng and "Little Turn" were left behind Old Man Jiang. Luo Youcheng has been supporting Old Man Jiang with his mental power to minimize his physical exertion.

The symptoms of the patients in the back are getting milder and milder, and Jiang Lianxing's diagnosis and treatment is getting faster and faster. It's the same disease, and the medicine used is the same, but some fine-tuning is done in terms of quantity according to each person's physique.

When Jiang Lianxing saw the fat camel, he was really taken aback. This girl was the first to become ill, but she is in a better condition. Although the condition has recurred, the possibility of deterioration is minimal.

"Strange, weird." Jiang Lianxing, who finished taking the pulse, said strange for the second time today, "What medicine has this girl taken?" ”

Luo Youcheng said: "Ordinary antiviral drugs, other people have also used them. ”

"Oh." Jiang Lianxing was a little disappointed.

"Still, she drank a belly full of dragon blood." Luo Youcheng added.

"What dragon's blood?"

"The Life Revival Company produces war trolls and has a strong ability to heal themselves......" Speaking of this, Luo Youcheng suddenly thought of something, "After this company let the monkeys go to the island, it never sent armed personnel because it was afraid that the monkeys would infect people." But aren't they worried about the punk dragon getting the virus? Or is it that punk dragons are not contagious at all? ”