"I know that no one can do anything, but I shouldn't just leave it at that." Su Jiudong lowered his voice and said his opinion.

"If everyone is too forward-looking when doing things, and is too worried about whether the result can be achieved, so they choose not to act and protect themselves, then there are no people in the world who are willing to do practical things?"

Su Jiudong was not a saint of great mercy and compassion, and in the face of this sudden plague, if it didn't endanger herself, she would have wanted to turn a blind eye.

But today, when she met a poor girl who had lost her loved ones, and learned that the villagers were about to start the superstitious act of sinking the sick in the pond and sacrificing to the river god, she could no longer sit idly by.

The act of sinking the pond is ignorant and ignorant, and the villagers who are sick and sunk the pond for no reason are so pitiful!

Su Jiudong's eyes became brighter and brighter as she spoke.

Speaking of emotional excitement, the little face as white as jade shines with a reddish warm light in winter, like a fearless little beast ready to fight in the face of danger, even if it has no combat power.

Today's winter night was not as cold as usual, and the night dew and frost condensed on the tips of the weeds in the garden, pressing the slender thatch and nodding in the wind.

"Are you moved by compassion?"

Wen Yiheng was silent for a while before speaking.

He bent his long body slightly, turned his original gentle attitude, and looked at Su Jiudong, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

seems to be smiling but not smiling, cold and warm are intertwined with an inexplicable harmony in his elegant manners.

Su Jiudong saw that Wen Yiheng did not show his attitude but asked her back, worried that he would refuse to help, and hurriedly tried to continue to persuade Wen Yiheng: "Everyone has compassion.

Moreover, the plague has broken out in the village, and we will not be able to protect ourselves. Instead of sitting back and waiting, find a way out of it.

During the time we have been together, I know that you are not a cold-eyed bystander, and you and I can't cure diseases and save people. ”

"I am your husband, you are my wife, if you insist, I can't help you."

Wen Yiheng leaned down and approached Su Jiudong, propped up one hand on the old courtyard door frame, narrowed the distance between the two, and covered Su Jiudong in his tall body, but he didn't touch her.

"I know that my Dong'er has always been a warm and kind person."

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, the withered grass swayed, and the night dew hanging on the tip of the grass was pulled by the wind, dripping into the old and stagnant water tank in the courtyard, and the water surface wrapped in the dewdrops, and there were small ripples, which melted away one by one, and finally returned to calm.

Facing Wen Yiheng's sudden praise, Su Jiudong's face suddenly became as hot as a red apple.

Now the relationship between the two seems to be getting closer and closer, and Wen Yiheng can always inadvertently touch her heart.

Su Jiudong hurriedly straightened up, the two were obviously discussing serious matters such as curing diseases and saving people, and the atmosphere could not be led astray by Wen Yiheng, a "disciple".

"Ahem, so, did you promise to help?" Su Jiudong raised his hand against Wen Yiheng's chest and tried to push him away, but this behavior was like an ant shaking a tree.

She was born as a special forces military doctor, and now she has turned into the original body of powerless, the difference between men and women, and the strength is still incomparable with the description of tall Wen Yiheng.

"Yes. You and I are like one person, and if I help you, I am also helping myself. ”

Wen Yiheng saw that Su Jiudong couldn't push him away, so he had to cover Su Jiudong's hand inch by inch, making Su Jiudong's chest tightly pressed, forcing her to really feel his enthusiasm.

The cold face on Wen Yiheng's face finally broke the ice, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was warm and low: "This plague is menacing, and we can only do our best." Whether it succeeds or not, you have to go with the flow. ”

"My idea is to use my identity as a 'river god envoy' to let the village chief and villagers cut off the idea of the patient sinking in the pond."

In ancient times, there was no concept of "science", and Su Jiudong did not think that he could let the villagers break superstition by relying only on his own words, so he could only use superstition to defeat superstition.

was almost sacrificed, but now the form has changed, and this "occasional" status of "river god envoy" allows her to rely on the mountain and become a tool to save people, which is really ridiculous, and it makes people laugh when they think about it.

"Then we will intensify the defense against the plague in the village, and finally prescribe the right medicine according to the symptoms of the sick villagers."

Having said that, even if Su Jiudong's abacus was very loud, in the ancient countryside where medical technology was not developed, it was difficult to deal with the rampant plague.

"You have to eat one bite at a time, and things come step by step. The little girl's illness needs to be treated, but it is imperative that the village chief and the villagers first stop the village chief and the villagers from sinking the patient into the pond. ”

Wen Yiheng straightened up, fixing Su Jiudong's eyes blazing.

Since the plague spread to the village, Su Jiudong's choice to protect himself was seen in his eyes and he did not say a word.

But in Wen Yiheng's view, no matter how much he closes his doors and rejects guests to escape the world, or flees to other places, he may not be able to escape the plague that is raging everywhere.

If the surrounding environment is not clear, how can we clean ourselves? Not everyone is a lotus flower that emerges from the mud without staining, and the lotus flower is not a human animal and cannot be infected with the plague.

The sea of life, since you can't hide it, you can only face it.

After Su Jiudong and Wen Yiheng discussed, the two entered the house and asked the little girl's name and learned that her name was Ah Rong.

is only six years old, it is the year of happy hair, but he has lost the company of his parents.

"Mother, is Sister Ah Rong sick?" Seeing Liu Yunniang taking care of Ah Rong carefully with medicine and water by the bedside, Su Tingan was quietly guarding on the side.

Seeing Ah Rong's sick and timid appearance, he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of scaring the young lady.

The heart of a child is always undisguised, and Su Jiudong can see the care for Ah Rong in Su Ting'an's eyes.

took Su Ting'an's hand and held it tightly, "Yes, Sister Ah Rong is sick, and her parents are no longer at home when they go to petition the river god, so Sister Ah Rong needs to recuperate in our house." ”

"Okay~" Su Ting'an replied obediently: "When Sister Ah Rong is well, I can share the food that Daddy bought for me with Sister Ah Rong~"

In the renovated hut, the five people are standing or sitting, warm and warm.

Liu Yunniang has been criticized by her mother-in-law since she married into the Su family, and since she lost her husband, she has been beaten and scolded by her mother-in-law.

Seeing this, Su Jiudong held Liu Yunniang's increasingly thin shoulders, wiped away tears with warm fingertips, and his voice was full of firmness and indomitable courage: "A-Niang, when we survive this plague, our family will get better and better in the future." ”

Liu Yunniang broke into laughter, held Su Jiudong's hand, and said jokingly: "Yes, with Jiudong'er here, our family is naturally getting better and better." As long as you don't bring people to the house anymore, it's okay~ Our family is almost unable to live. ”