Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Only Death Through the Ages

At this time, the epidemic intensified and had spread from the west of the city to the east of the city.

Mu Dian can go from Huaijing Street to the Silver Hat Hutong where Tan's house is located, and the road is full of plague patients who are carried to seek medical treatment.

There are also those who have no relatives and no support, who really can't hold on, and fall directly on the side of the road.

Pedestrians on the street looked hurried, or covered their mouths and noses with their hands, or wrapped their faces with turbans, lest they avoid it.

A withered woman sat on the side of the road with a stiff child in her arms, her eyes grey and her cheekbones red, fearing that it would not be long away.

Mu Dianke paused for a moment in front of the woman, who sat dementedly and unaware.

Just as he heard hurried footsteps behind him, a doctor in a maroon shirt rushed to the place with a medicine box on his shoulder, and quickly squatted down to cut the woman's pulse.

Mu Dianke took a step back to the side, and suddenly saw a man standing on the side of the street, directing everyone to carry the still breathing plague patient onto the stretcher.

The temperament is gentle and elegant, and it is the man in the bamboo shirt I met yesterday.

As soon as the man looked up, he also saw Mu Dianke, and called out in surprise: "Miss Nian? ”

Walking briskly, he asked, "Why is Miss Nian here?" Now that the plague is raging, you should take shelter at home and avoid going out and moving. ”

Mu Dian could see the men behind the man carrying the plague patients on the street on stretchers and running quickly, all in the direction of General Street.

His heart moved slightly, and he asked, "You...... Is it someone from Huairentang? ”

The man smiled and said, "Yes, how did Miss Nian know?" ”

The first time Mu Dianke heard about Huairentang was from the mouth of Chang Qian.

At that time, she had just been ambushed by the "Nether Thirteen" and injured her arm.

Chang Qianfo said that she was poisoned by termite embankment, and said that only Huairentang in Chuzhou had an antidote on sale recently, and deceived her into going with her......

Huai Ren Tang ......

She recited those three words silently in her mind. I felt that these ordinary words were particularly moving together, and even looking at the man's eyebrows and eyes, they were a little more amiable than before.

He smiled and said: "Now the city is full of plague patients, and various medical centers and pharmacies have raised their prices to extort money, and the only one who is willing to take nothing and spontaneously go to the street to save people is the doctor of Huairentang." ”

She is used to cold eyebrows and cold eyes, but once she shows her face, she is extremely moving.

The smile is shallow, and the voice is clear.

and the appearance of honor.

The man's eyebrows were heavy, and when he looked at Mu Dianke's smiling appearance like the moon, he was full of worries and smiled.

In the face of the praise, he was not shocked by the humiliation, and said with a smile: "The epidemic is different from other diseases, once it occurs, it is easy to be infected. If the infected people are allowed to die on the streets, and the corpses are the source, and the spread of ten, ten and hundred, and the whole city is full of plague, then the situation is really uncontrollable. ”

As he spoke, someone on the other end shouted, "Fu Zhangtang." ”

The man responded, looked at Mu Dian and said with a smile: "Then I'll go, it's very messy outside, Miss Nian should go back early." Don't linger outside. ”

Jiang went back and said: "I forgot to say, my surname is Fu, and my single name is a word." If Miss Nian has anything, you can go to the Rong Bone Hall of Huairen Hall to find me. ”

Mu Dian knows that Gusu Chongde Hall is divided according to the main diseases, and there are many halls, such as the Removal Hall for the treatment of difficult and serious diseases, the Yixiao Hall for the treatment of women's diseases, and so on.

This man looks young, but he is already the master of a hall, which shows that his ability is outstanding.

She didn't have anything to do with Fu Xiu, but she didn't want to refute his feelings, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Fu Xiu walked over and personally treated the seriously ill patients on the street. After confirming that there was no danger of life, the apprentices were carried back to Huairentang.

Not long after Fu Xiu left, the woman was angry.

In addition to being severely infected with the plague, more people have lost the will to survive.

The doctor in the chestnut shirt has been treating him for a long time, and the pain of acupuncture is like that of the yang acupoint, but he can't see any reaction from the woman, which shows that his heart is really like ashes, and he has no thoughts of life.

The doctor is in his thirties, and he is very calm and capable. He squatted in front of the dead mother and son, looking very sad, and after a moment of silence, he stood up and walked away with the medicine box on his back.

A few disciples of Huairentang pulled a cart to greet them.

The doctor said in a dumb voice:

"Settle in the ground."

A young man came with a mat and tried to break the woman's hand, and rolled the mother and son apart.

Although the woman was exhausted, her fingers were tightly grasped on the child's arm, and although they were too strong to let go.

Seeing this, the others couldn't bear it, so they stepped forward together, carried the bodies of the mother and son together, carefully put them on the cart covered with straw mats, and took a mat to cover it.

No one noticed Mu Dianke's existence during the whole process, they were all silent, and they pulled the cart again.

The woman's withered face peeked out from the open straw mat, and her long hair was messy and tangled, hanging down from the wheels, swaying as the wheels rolled, like withered and fluffy grass helplessly sending wind in late autumn.

Mu Dianke looked at the lifeless numb face under the straw mat, and Qiao Yuze's painful and distorted face full of tears suddenly appeared in front of him.

I remembered that she waved the rattan with thick fingers, whipped herself like crazy, and cried and scolded while beating: "Why don't you cry? Why don't you hide? You don't attract pain, you don't attract pity! ”

She stood straight and hit her. Tears run dry, and there are no tears to flow.

On the contrary, Qiao Yuze abandoned the rattan, rushed over and hugged her, crying heartbreakingly.

It's as if she herself is the one who is bullied.

For a long time, Mu Dian couldn't forgive Qiao Yuze for what he did. Even later, she felt from the bottom of her heart that she understood her and understood her, but she still couldn't let go.

And today, she realized that she didn't really know much about Deqiao Yuze.

Her so-called understanding is only in what she thinks she is. It is still far from the pain and suffering that Qiao Yuze really encountered.

She couldn't imagine what kind of tearing and desperate mood it would be for Qiao Yuze to see Xiao Qi sinking in front of her and sinking into the rolling waves on the bank of the Yellow River that year.

Qiao Yuze did not choose to escape with death like this woman who lost her child.

She survived strongly, giving everything to protect her other son.

Pride, integrity, and innocence that she once regarded as higher than life.

So much so that on the day of her death, she wanted to touch Mu Dianke's face, but she was afraid of defiling her, so she trembled and retracted her hand.

At that moment, the brokenness and sadness in her eyes are still fresh in Mu Dianke's memory.

She said, "Si'er, after I die, you must put chaff in my mouth and cover my face with a black cloth."

In my life, I am worthy of our Jin family, but I can no longer see your fourth uncle...... You can't see it, you can't say ......"

Mu Dianke, who didn't say a word when his leg was broken, hugged Qiao Yuze and cried at that moment.

When Fu Xiu turned back, he found that Mu Dianke was still standing in place, his face was frighteningly white.

Thinking that when she came, she stood beside the woman, afraid that there was some origin and story.

When he saw the woman's condition, he could no longer live, so he did not ask her, but said, "Don't be too sad." Life and death are fateful, if fate cannot be avoided, it is not a blessing to be liberated as soon as possible......"

An unintentional sentence touched Mu Dianke's heart.

She knew that Qiao Yuze had always wanted to be free. She has been waiting for Jin Yanchen to be full-fledged, and waiting for the day when she finally doesn't have to restrain him, but lets him fight......

Raising his head and smiling faintly, "I'm fine, thank you." ”