Volume 1 The End of the World 100

The merfolk plague didn't end with the elimination of most of the merfolk in the world. The surviving soldiers were all wounded to varying degrees. Dense crowds of large and small fishmen pounced on people, although those small ones could not cause fatal injuries to people. However, the skin can be bitten severely. However, the wound that had been bitten by the fish-man seemed to be inflamed at the fastest rate.

The number of reported deaths in the barracks is rising dramatically, some seriously injured, but many more who could have survived.

I also had a fever, and when I felt that the boots on my feet were a little crunched, I realized that my calves were swollen like turnips, and I felt very swollen.

All the doctors in Soridan County were summoned, but they were faced with the simultaneous illness of thousands of people. The group of doctors seemed to be at a loss.

As the overseer of this expedition, I have the privilege of being treated first. But the doctors didn't seem to be very good at dealing with the fever and inflammation caused by my skin trauma.

After seeing him bleed the Legion brothers, I decisively refused to allow them to treat me.

I pulled out the potions I had secretly made in my pocket.

At that time, in order to distinguish their roles, I used bottles of different colors and models for them.

I pulled out the black bottle that had kept Ralph alive and the two girls alive. Without hesitation, I poured the potion into my mouth.

As I pulled out another brown bottle and sucked the potion into my mouth, Lieutenant Luke, who was lying on the blanket next to me, spoke.

"You...... What do you drink? "Lieutenant Luke's injuries were not as severe as mine, but he seemed to be starting to have a fever. He spoke a little staccatoly.

"The potion I used to dispense." I say.

"What's it for?"

"I don't know exactly what it does, but this thing might keep me alive a little longer," I said weakly.

"I didn't expect you to know herbs!" He frowned.

"Understand a little bit, after all, survival in the wild is inevitably indispensable for bumps and bruises."

"Do you still have that?"

I dug into my pockets and threw two empty bottles in front of him. "I'm sorry sir, no." I say.

The bandage on my arm seemed to be oozing blood. If this continues, even if you don't die of fever, you probably will die of blood loss.

There are more than a dozen villages in three towns in Solidanshire, and I estimate that the number of doctors combined is no more than twenty. We are still the first to diagnose and treat like this, so what about the thousands of people in the barracks?

The head is very dizzy, getting more and more dizzy. I couldn't think about the previous questions anymore, and I felt my eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and slowly I lost consciousness.

I seem to be dreaming again, in a dream of utter chaos. Felicia appeared in the dream, and there was Ellie! Suddenly, the two wounds on the waist and stomach seemed to ache again, and the face was ...... It's Tim. I couldn't make out his face a little, but I knew it was him.

Tim didn't speak, and the old man stood beside him. I really want to go up to him and ask him, what kind of connector did he find? They threw me into the swamp, you know about it?

I dreamed that I was begging like a dog for a bite to eat. I dreamed of Farad and he was smiling.

Suddenly, everything in front of me was spinning, the sky was spinning! Their faces were all distorted. I feel so dizzy and uncomfortable.

When I woke up and looked at everything around me, the spinning didn't stop. I didn't dare to open my eyes, and when I opened them, I felt dizzy even more.

This feeling let me know that I was not dead yet, so I was dizzy and ready to close my eyes and go back to sleep. But I couldn't sleep anymore anyway.

I tried to keep my eyes open, forcing myself to be a little more awake. But no matter how much I shook my head, I tried to open my eyes. But no matter how hard I try, I always feel that my eyelids are very heavy. His face was now swollen and his ears were ringing.

There was no one standing around, and I struggled to squeeze Lieutenant Luke's name out of my throat. But no matter how much I called, he didn't move, he seemed to be unconscious.

It's just horrible. My mind is now a mess, but I can still feel where I am. In my mind, which I don't fully understand, I know what I'm going to do.

I felt Lieutenant Luke's chest. His heaving chest told me that he wasn't dead. But this guy is indeed unconscious.

I touched the brothers around me again, but luckily they weren't dead.

There were very few men standing in the camp. The old and weak women and children who came from nowhere didn't know what they were up to.

It seems that the two bottles of potion I drank didn't seem to have any effect. Treating this injury doesn't seem to be the same as treating the plague at the beginning of the year.

The cauldron on the shelf smelled of herbs, and I staggered over to the cauldron. Pick up a spoon and scoop it out of the pot.

"Uncle, drink slowly"

But as soon as I brought the spoon to my mouth, a childish voice came from beside me.

Tried to take a small sip. I looked next to me with a frown. It's a little kid with a head full of black hair.

"Slow...... Drink slowly. He said timidly.

I put down the spoon in my hand, "Where's the doctor?" ”

He ...... They were all busy, treating the wounds of the wounded fighters. ”

"Why aren't there any doctors here?"

"They're all busy, there are too few doctors."

"Take me to them." I say.

This little boy of five or six years old came up and took my hand. I followed him and walked forward, one foot deeper, one foot shallow.

"Uncle Sammy." The child shouted loudly.

Before the words fell, a person stood up not far away, "What's the matter?" He ran towards him.

"This uncle is looking for a doctor."

I felt like my eyelids were weighing a thousand pounds, I couldn't open my eyes, and my face felt uncomfortably swollen. Looking at the person in front of me, I said, "What kind of medicine is boiling in the pot?" Is it to treat the fever or give them medicine to stop the bleeding? ”

"I don't know, sir. I'm just here to help, do you need any help? ”

My mind was a mess now, but I was trying to remember the recipes that Farad had taught me. Although there was no cure for fever in those formulas, I vaguely remembered that there were several ways to boost my immunity.

"Get a doctor, I have something to ask him." I feel like I'm running out of gas.

The middle-aged man in front of me helped me. It grabbed my arm, "You sit here and rest first, and I'll go and help you find a doctor." ”

"Hurry up, try to hurry." I had the strength to spit out this sentence.

Sure enough, he took the doctor with him in a while. Ran over. "The doctor is here, sir."

"Are you a doctor? What kind of medicine is boiling in those pots? I couldn't open my eyes at the moment, so I asked with my eyes closed.

"Those pots are full of medicines that are usually used to treat fever." This voice should be a doctor.

"What's in there?"

"There are tranquilizing flowers, ground root grass, wild chrysanthemums, soothing grass, silver leaf grass, dandelions, prunella grass, ......"

The doctor next to me repeated the recipe for the herb to me. I asked, "Did the soldiers drink the medicine?" ”

"Some have already been drunk"

"How long have you been drinking?"

"The first batch has been drunk for more than two hours"

"Is the fever gone?"

"Yes...... "His words were visibly hesitant. "But not much"

"How many people died in this time?"

"I'm sorry sir, I don't know."

"Find a pot and add Demon Emperor Grass and Golden Thorn Grass to it."

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't hear me."

"Find a pot and add Demon Emperor Grass and Golden Thorn Grass to it."

"But......," he said with a moment's hesitation. But I remember that the Demon Emperor Grass is poisonous, and the Golden Thorn Grass is ...... Isn't Acanthosis a hemostasis? ”

"So I'll ask you to find a pot and add this medicine, and just give me a drink. If I die after drinking, that's my own business. Go for it. ”

"But ......"

"No, we're going to die if we continue like this, and I'm only going to drink this herb for myself." I heard that he didn't seem to have moved yet. I choked two words out of my chest. "Go get it!"

I slumped limply on the ground and reached out to touch my face. The touch startled me, and my face was swollen.

When I felt like I was being lifted up. I have a bowl next to my mouth. "My lord, I have already made the medicine you wanted."

I couldn't open my eyes at all, so I closed them. Drink the medicine from the bowl.

It's still spinning. As I spun around, I lost consciousness.

When I woke up again. I feel like my head isn't so dizzy anymore. I opened my eyes and looked around, but there was still no doctor around. I remember there was a kid who wasn't here.

Now that the pain was terrible, I struggled to get up and staggered out of the tent.

But when I came out of the tent, I found the doctors giving medicine to the wounded. I saw the kid with a spoon and filling the bowl with medicine.

Pulling myself around, I walked over to them. That's when I realized that my eyes could be opened and my head was not so dizzy. I touched my face with my hand, and although it was still a little swollen, it seemed to be better.

"Hey, kid." I called him.

The kid turned around and saw me startled, then burst out laughing.

"Haha, you're awake." Then he loudly shouted to the middle-aged man next to him who was feeding the medicine. "Uncle Sammy, look he's awake! He's awake! ”

The man who fed the medicine. He looked up at me in surprise. Then he put down the bowl in his hand, stood up and touched my forehead.

"The fever is gone, oh my God! You've got a fever! That's great! ”

"I think I seemed to tell a doctor that I was going to put medicine in there, right?"

"That's right, you did ask the doctor to add something to the soup. I didn't expect your fever to go away so quickly."

"How long have I slept again?"

"More than three hours"

"What about the medicines?"

"The medicine has already been distributed to the wounded with fever"

"How long will it take for my fever to go away?"

"An hour ago, when we found out that your body temperature was not so high two hours after you drank that medicine, we distributed the potion to the wounded, you are our hero! Dear Sir! The middle-aged man in front of him said excitedly.