A figure bent over the wall of the lower room, sneakily avoiding the patrolling officers and soldiers, and ran wildly in the direction of the departure.

Half an hour ago...... Suddenly there was turbulent news from the lower room, and the emperor wanted to block the whole palace in the lower room!

As soon as the news came out, it blew up.

It doesn't matter if those people in the East Temple have been infected with the epidemic, they are already in torment, and they are powerless to resist anything, and some people will even gloat a little, how can this kind of unfortunate thing only happen to themselves? Everyone is infected with the epidemic together and waiting to die together! On the contrary, the madness of waiting for death to soothe a lot of unwillingness.

But the other people who were not infected aroused strong resistance, they were fine, but they were also locked up, and if they were all locked up together, there would be nothing sooner or later!

It's really not that they want to think things so badly, but in the past four days, they have seen the facts more or less, as long as they are infected with this epidemic, the rest is to rely on their own strength, and the imperial doctor is useless.

Not to mention that the imperial doctor can't prescribe effective medicine, even if it is effective, it is not their turn to diagnose and treat them at all.

There is a fixed number of imperial doctors in the palace, thirteen imperial doctors in the palace, twenty-six officials, twenty doctors, thirty doctors, and a total of only eighty-nine people, and the imperial doctors only serve the royal family, and only need to take care of the emperor, the queen mother, the queen and the prince and the princess, the princess, and the concubines are not above the concubine or are pregnant with dragons, and other people are not eligible to enjoy the imperial doctor's diagnosis and treatment services.

The officials and doctors have to take care of the little masters and harem concubines in the palace, especially the harem concubines who are old and often have headaches and brain fevers, and they can't do without the imperial doctors at all, and they are basically resident imperial doctors.

There are only thirty doctors left who can treat the palace people, and just like that, they all have to follow those aunts and principals with slightly higher status, how can they still find people to treat hundreds or thousands of eunuchs, and they are all plagues that are unavoidable!

I'm afraid that they have given enough money, and they are unwilling to come to the rescue of these lowly and humble minions, not to mention that the minions have no money! The most important thing is that the imperial doctors are extremely low, and in the face of such a risky and unprofitable epidemic, there are really few people who can really treat these low-level minions.

There can be a reward for saving a royal relative, and what can you get for saving a eunuch and a palace maid?

And usually, the person in charge of boiling the medicine is also the palace maid eunuch, and now the eunuch group is too busy to take care of themselves, who will take the medicine? Who's going to boil the medicine?

This world is so cruel, human life is not valuable, if you die, you can buy it again, who will pursue how many minions the royal family has died?

"We're dead."

"Does the emperor not care if we live or die?"

"If I can't survive, then I have to pull a cushion ......"

As for the palace soldiers roaring hoarsely, the emperor didn't give up on everyone, but just wanted to gather everyone together to treat them together, it's all bullshit!

Aren't you afraid that everyone will run out and endanger the masters in the palace?

Isn't it just that the life of a slave is cheap, and it is not a pity to die?

When the locked up group of people are all dead, the epidemic will naturally be cured by itself, so why should the palace spend a lot of effort and a large amount of medicinal materials and a lot of manpower to cure them.

But under the power of the imperial power, the eunuchs, who were accustomed to servile nature, did not dare to resist, but just watched the palace door close in front of them, locked, and then closed, with light and hope, leaving only endless panic and darkness.

Natsuko escaped.

He was young and thin, and he had no strength to get out of the small window in the backyard.

He didn't know where he could go.

Tears left air-dried marks on the face.

Before coming out, he saw a riot in front of the gate, not even a riot, just the last cry of a group of helpless people, everyone was at a loss, so he could only stand in front of the door and watch, and could do nothing.

With the fall of the palace lock, the original disliked West Hall has become a pure land for everyone to compete with each other, in the face of the strong soldiers, they have no courage to do anything, but in the face of people in the same situation as themselves, they have the courage to stretch out the butcher's knife to the weak.

Natsuko was once again kicked out of her safety.

Not to mention the east hall, it has long been the world of infected eunuchs, and the north and south halls are densely populated, if Xiao Xia has experienced the crown era, he will know that they are basically all close contacts, and none of them can be spared, with the passage of time, there are fewer and fewer people in the north and south halls who are lucky.

Therefore, in a limited area, they occupied the uninhabited western temple.

However, there was no pure land in the eunuch's lower room, and the west hall would fall sooner or later.

He had to escape.

He is lucky to have no fever so far, but according to what the soldier said, when the doctor will wait until the doctor diagnoses and treats to screen out the disease, then he will definitely not be able to escape, he can't wait, and he can't gamble, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a hopeless choice.

Before he came out, he deliberately went around to the east hall to visit Brother Dongzi. Now the east hall is not guarded, closed or not, it is no longer important, the guards have long since evacuated, and the people inside have been tortured by illness for three or four days, and they have no desire and strength to escape.

He saw Brother Dongzi very smoothly.

Someone he could barely recognize.

If it weren't for Brother Dongzi's clothes and the self-wrapped green silk scarves on his hands, it would have been difficult for him to guess who the person lying on the hospital bed was.

It was only three days of illness and torture that made him unrecognizable, and the high fever made him dehydrated, pimples and acne, and only the places that could be seen on the surface, the hands and feet, neck, and face, were all red and connected, because the human will was sometimes sluggish, and the unconscious scratching made his originally delicate face almost ...... No, already disfigured.

Natsuko screamed in fright.

Xiao Dongzi didn't expect to see acquaintances before he died, which made him sober up for a while. He struggled to stay awake these days, waking up awake when he was putting out his meal, trying to swallow food and water.

Sober to see the doctor come with medicine, his desire to live has made him almost hallucinate that the doctor will come to him to treat him.

Sober again and again, it brought him disappointment again and again, and only the weak peace of mind in his hand could give him a moment of peace of mind.

I don't know why, maybe after really seeing despair, he wants to live more.

He stretched out his hands, and in the palms of his joints, there was the white porcelain bottle.

As long as he had his hands tied and the bottle in his hands, he could still control himself not to scratch himself all over his body.

"Give it to her!"

He handed out the bottle.

He prayed.

Pray that the man will remember him. Pray that the man will hear the cry of his heart.

Save me, save me, save me......

Why did he think that the weak woman could save him? I know very well in my heart that it is impossible, so why do I have to pray?

But can the light that saved him once come again, and he prays to the heavens that as long as he can live...... As long as you can live!

"I'll be back."

Xiao Natsuko understood what his gaze was asking for, squeezed the bottle tightly, and walked away without looking back.

She maybe, she can, she will!

Whether it is cheering or extravagant hope, there must always be hope for people to live.

And this hope is not untargeted, he has evidence.