Jing Zhao thought in his heart, when the time came, he had to bring Ah Fu over and let Ah Fu see if there was any way.

While thinking, he said to A-Ning: "Go and see how A-Ning's medicine test goes." ”

The boy nodded, and the two walked one after the other.

After yesterday's war, Jing Zhao sent someone to talk to Shandan and them, telling them not to worry.

As soon as the two arrived at the door of the room, Xiaohu and Xiao Yun, two small groups, rushed towards Jing Zhao with their little short legs, "Uncle Gu! ”

"Uncle Gu, are you okay?"

The little group hugged Gu Jingzhao's thighs one by one, and the other was coquettish.

Jing Zhao's gloom in his heart was swept away, and he lifted the two of them up and hugged them in his arms.

"Were you afraid yesterday?" Jing Zhao said.

Xiaohu patted his chest and said, "Don't be afraid! I am a manly husband, and I will protect my mother and sister in the future. ”

Jing Zhao touched his head, "Good job." ”

He looked up at the woman in front of him who pursed his lips and chuckled, "Qing, are you all right?" ”

Jing Zhao looked at her for a moment, and there was no trace of injury on the woman's body, except for a pair of apricot eyes covered with red bloodshots, which looked a little haggard, adding a bit of the delicate nature of a sick and weak beauty.

Qing Wen smiled, "I'm satisfied to see Engong come back unharmed." ”

"A Ning Gongzi is very powerful, with his protection, we were very safe yesterday."

Jing Zhao turned his head to look at the young man beside him, but his clear eyes were filled with a faint coldness that put everything out of the way, the young man didn't say anything, standing there with his hands crossed, and naturally there was a feeling of isolation and independence from the world.

Jing Zhao squeezed A-Ning's shoulder heavily and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

He lightly moved his gaze to Jing Zhao, stared at him intently for a moment, and looked away silently.

"Let's go."

A few people went in to find Ah Fu together.

The door was still closed. Shandan said that Ah Fu had not opened the door, and there had been no movement in the door.

Jing Zhao frowned slightly and knocked lightly on the door twice.

"Ah Fu, are you still there?"

In the middle of the ring, the door suddenly opened a crack.

His eyes swept over the faces of Gu Jingzhao, A Ning, and Shandan in front of him, "You three come in." ”

The room was filled with a strong smell of bitter herbs.

The patient on the bed board was asleep, his lips purple, and vomiting filth around him.

The bronze tripod on the fire was boiling all the time, and Ah Fu probed his veins while throwing medicinal herbs into the tripod.

Shandan was a little anxious: "What...... No effect at all? ”

Ah Fu made a gesture of silence, and he kept probing the patient's pulse, feeling the changes.

After a while, he stopped adding medicine to Dingzhong, and sat down on the haystack as hard as he could.

"Little boss, this medicine can't be done, the medicine is too strong to save people."

Ah Fu said that after the person who tried the medicine yesterday, he immediately improved, and his face returned to normal, but within three hours, his condition worsened instantly.

Ah Fu fed him another bowl of medicine, but it didn't get better, and his pulse became weaker and weaker. Ah Fu immediately changed a few flavors of medicine according to his physique, and used a nine-turn golden pill to hang his life.

But it doesn't work, now the effect of this golden pill is still there, this person still has a breath, but he can't live today.

Jing Zhao looked at the man on the bed with his chest heaving between breaths, he had fallen into a deep coma, and only this breath could prove that he was still alive......

Jing Zhao was a little unbearable, "Patriarch Shandan, please call his family in and say goodbye to him." ”

Shandan answered, and tears appeared in his eyes.

"Doctor Afu, is there really nothing you can do about it?"

Ah Fu closed his eyes and sighed faintly. He thought about it all night, he thought of all the ways he could think of, but the truth was that there was no way.

The man was too weak to take any more drugs.

Any mouthful of medicine will not save your life, but will become a life-saving charm.

"I can't save him." Ah Fu paused, "Little boss, I have failed you, I can't refine this medicine for the epidemic." ”

"Twenty years ago, there was also an epidemic in this world, and there was no cure, but at that time, the Great Witch and the patriarch used a method to control the epidemic......

"Don't talk about it." Jing Zhao interrupted him.

"Little boss, if there is no medicine, blocking is the only most effective ......"

"I told you to stop talking!" Jing Zhao said fiercely with anger.

Ah Fu raised his head, and there was tiredness and helplessness in his radiant peach blossom eyes. He didn't say anything more, pushed the door and walked straight out.

How could Jing Zhao not know what Ah Fu wanted to say, how the epidemic ended twenty years ago.

It was the Great Witch and the patriarchs who tricked the sick people into the caves on the mountain, blocked the entrance to the caves, and set fire to all the people inside.

This method is no longer something that can be said simply with the word brutal.

If he uses the same method now, then what's the difference between him and the Great Witch? Why did he overthrow the rule of the Great Witch?

Overthrow a tyranny and establish a new one?

Jing Zhao sat on the threshold outside, worried in his heart.

Behind him was the cry of crying and grabbing the ground, the man had passed away, his family was lying next to his bed, the cry pierced Jing Zhao's ears, he blamed himself in his heart, and he never dared to look back.

A-Ning sat down beside him, and the boy didn't say a word, just by his side to accompany him.

"Aning, I sometimes feel like I'm a fucking piece of waste, it's so fucking useless!" Jing Zhao secretly clenched his fists.

He felt useless.

On the one hand, he threatened to fight with the priests, but he could not come up with a complete plan, and almost destroyed all of them; The first time he took a knife, he couldn't even hold the dagger steadily, and the young child who killed him blocked the knife and died; While talking about curing the sick and ending the epidemic, people still die every day because of illness......

It turned out that he couldn't do anything but talk big, and he couldn't do anything well.

For the first time, Jing Zhao felt so helpless and hopeless, and felt like a waste. He keeps saying that he wants to change everything here, but in the end, what can he change?

A-Ning suddenly pulled out a dagger and plunged into the soil, he raised the dagger, and there was an ant poked on it, "Will killing an ant change the direction of the colony?" Will they stop because of its death? ”

A Ning asked Gu Jingzhao to look at the swarms of ants on the ground, and he said, "If you are interrupted by this trivial matter, you know that as long as it rains, their task cannot be completed, the anthill will be washed down by the heavy rain, and all the ants in a nest will die." ”

"Gu Jingzhao, think about it, what do you really need to do now!"