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"Yinxue, I know you're worried about me, but I've said since the first day I came here that I'm going to live and die with them." Leng Huaping changed his breathing, and said solemnly to Yin Xue again, "I didn't just say this. ”

"Miss......" Yin Xue looked at Leng Huaping's fearless back, so she had to go along.

How could she be afraid of death, she was already a dead person, and the only thing she was worried about was that Miss must not have an accident.

When I got to the tent, the foaming man was much better. Now there is no silver needle to control his condition.

When I turned my head, I saw that the cold painting screen was also there, and I couldn't help but roar angrily: "Who let you in?" ”

Leng Huaping was not frightened by Jin Wu's abnormal appearance, and Jin Wu, who has always been gentle and elegant, suddenly yelled at her for a reason.

The person who can make him roar so angrily must be the one lying down, Leng Huaping asked suspiciously: "The plague, here?" ”

A question made the people in the tent start shouting. Because they have the impression that plague is equivalent to death.

"Don't shout, everyone, let the doctor confirm that you are not infected with the plague. If not, you can change to a tent to live in, and if you do, you can stay in the tent directly, wait for the doctor's treatment, and inform the people outside that no one is allowed to enter the tent. Leng Huaping quickly stabilized his mind and said to everyone.

The picture at this moment had already begun to be demonstrated countless times in her mind, and now it was extremely smooth to say.

The people who were flustered for a while suddenly had a backbone because of the cold painting screen, and began to settle down gradually.

At this time, Leng Huaping took Jin Wuzai's hand and said, "Don't panic, I believe you will be able to save them." ”

Looking at Leng Huaping's determined gaze, Jin Wuzai seemed to see hope as well, and his frightened eyes began to slowly disappear, "Winter clothes, start preparing." ”

"Yes." Winter clothes very quickly set up the utensils that were not in the diagnosis today, and checked all the people in the entire camp.

"If someone in the tent outside has a fever that does not go away, and then coughs, his face turns red, and he foams at the mouth, he will be sent directly to this tent." While diagnosing the pulse, Jin Wu said to the cold painting screen.

"I see, you're worried about your body." Leng Huaping nodded, and when she was about to leave, Jin Wuzai called out to her again: "Let's find out if there is any coarse cloth or something, cut it into a mask and wrap it around the face before you can come to this camp." ”

"Got it."

When Leng Huaping revealed the news to the people, people really began to panic for a while.

But because Dongfang Jibai sent more than a dozen doctors, everyone was relieved in an instant.

Leng Huaping took these doctors to Jin Wuzai to dispatch, looking at Jin Wuzai, who was no longer so busy, Leng Huaping was a little grateful to Dongfang Jibai, "This guy, he didn't waste more than ten days of lying around." ”

Leng Huaping said, and began to help everyone together, busy settling the people who did not have symptoms of the plague.

When it was almost time, the cold painting screen was going in and out to help the people who were isolated.

"Alas, Your Excellency the Envoy......" Just as Leng Huaping was about to leave the tent, a woman with a newborn child in her arms called out to her.

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