No one wants to take the risk of being infected, not to mention that most of these patients are untouchables.

They are the imperial doctors, who treat the nobles of the palace and the dignitaries, but not the untouchables. In their hearts, they are naturally superior to these people, but Cui Yan has to go over in person.

Immediately afterwards, they saw the old grandmother's medicine box next to Cui Yan, took out a glove, and carefully put it on Cui Yan's uninjured hand.

So, she really wanted to go over and see it for herself. Moreover, her hand was injured.

In an instant, Gu Qingtao's chest was like a surge, and an unknown emotion crept into his heart.

"Lead the way."

The chief guard saluted Cui Yan and walked in front of Cui Yan.

Gu Qingtao blinked, and the ghost messenger followed.

There are two rooms for the patient, one for the living and one for the corpse. The refugees didn't take a bath much, and with the pus on their bodies, the smell of the room was really not good, and as soon as they walked in, Gu Qingtao frowned in disgust.

The head of the guard picked up the booklet, compared the number on it, and pointed to the corresponding patient's corpse to Cui Yan.

Gu Qingtao pinched his nose, and the next second he stayed there like a statue.

What did he see!

I saw Cui Yan step forward, squatted down, and stretched out her hand to carefully examine the patient's body.

She's the queen.

Her expression was so focused, so serious, her movements were very light, very soft, not rough at all, even a little reverent. Gu Qingtao seemed to see that her body was shrouded in a faint halo.

That is for the compassion and rigor of the healer.

Once upon a time, he was also a healer, and he made it his mission to save lives and help the wounded.

Once upon a time, he had such a brilliance on his body, and he also regarded the relief of the people of the world as his dream.

However, later, later, somehow changed. Those responsibilities, those dreams, have been completely left behind by themselves. He can see in his eyes that only fame and fortune remain. In his heart, he consciously divided people into three, six, nine and so on, and he no longer went to open free clinics, nor did he have the patience to teach students. He no longer thinks about how to deal with incurable diseases, and only thinks about how to deal with the right and left sources.

He is the head of the Tai Hospital, and he is highly respected and admired, but at this moment, he misses the time when he was young and reckless and ignorant.

At this moment, he saw his former self in Cui Yan's body.

He was a doctor, and from the very beginning he was taught the responsibility and morality of being a healer.

Gu Qingtao suddenly knew what the emotions that had just sprung up in his heart were - self-blame, shame, and the loss of faith.

Fortunately, it's not too late in this life.

Gu Qingtao took a few steps forward.

Cui Yan took off her gloves and squatted on the ground and fell into deep thought.

The body is still warm, indicating that it has not been long since he died. The pus on the body was cleaned with spirits, and all the blisters that did not produce pus disappeared, and the skin was a little wrinkled.

Obviously the situation has improved, why did people die?

"Niangniang......" Gu Qingtao.

Cui Yan raised her eyebrows, raised her face, and followed Gu Qingtao's hand, she saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of this person's eye.

Hey, this blood is not there.

And so on, not only the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears are slowly bleeding out.

Gu Qingtao explained, "Niangniang, this is a sign of Tanfu poisoning. ”

Poisoning?

Cui Yan said, "Hurry up and take a look at the other corpses." ”