What is the worst plan? Everyone present actually knew very well that it was nothing more than a "death" word, but how heavy was this "death" word!

The number of victims of the plague has now reached more than 6,000, including more than 2,000 seriously ill people.

But now this bad news is telling him that the remaining thousands of sick people are also very likely to be saved?

He couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, and inadvertently glanced at Gao Changgong, he found that the other party's eyes were also heavy, they all thought more about each other than everyone present, they knew that if the victims began to die in batches, the hope that had been built up with great difficulty would turn into despair, and there was even no room for recovery, and those who were still alive for the time being would not be willing to wait for death in this camp, but they were afraid that there would be a riot.

Prior to this, Zhou Gongjin had specially mobilized 10,000 local garrisons to come, not really to prevent those scoundrels from making trouble in the porridge shed, but to prevent these patients from making irrational moves after knowing that they were helpless.

You must know that this plague infection is like a ghost that cannot be seen or touched, as long as one is lucky, this plague will be out of control, this is not only a catastrophe in Wu County, but also the extinction of the entire Jingwu.

Naturally, it really came to that time...... These soldiers guarding the people are afraid that they will have to wield the butcher's knife with their own hands to kill these seriously ill people.

Zhou Gongjin closed his eyes and asked himself - if the 6,000 victims in this camp made a fuss, could he really give that ruthless order?

But...... As an overseer, he may have to face this kind of moral choice, even if what he does will inevitably be criticized by the historians, but for the sake of Jing Wu and the common people......

He had no choice.

"Is there no other way?" Gao Changgong stared at Qiao Feifan and said earnestly: "Miss Qiao, if the two thousand seriously ill patients really can't be saved, they won't be forced, but if the remaining four thousand people can't survive, I'm afraid that Lord Zhou will be difficult to explain to the court." ”

Qiao Feifan also felt the burning gaze cast by Zhou Gongjin, and she subconsciously avoided it.

In fact, her heart is not very comfortable, as a doctor, watching patients die one after another but unable to do anything about it, which is equivalent to slapping her face one after another.

"I'll look up the cause of the illness again. Qiao Feifan muttered ambiguously, "I just hope to find some clues......

"Then it's a nuisance girl. Zhou Gongjin arched his hand and said: "If you need anything, just ask, as long as I can do it, I will definitely satisfy you." ”

The atmosphere in the tent was as solemn as a thick viscous fog, covering everyone's hearts, but Qin Ke closed his eyes, as if he was perceiving something.

As the air gently flapped in his ears, his wind vision gradually unfolded, the groans of countless patients around him, the footsteps of sergeants patrolling, and the crackling of firewood burning in the stove of the house...... It was as if it had been magnified several times and drilled into his ears.

He wanted to know more about the situation in the camp, so he subconsciously turned on the art of wind vision, and when he actually turned on wind vision and expanded its range, a torrent of sound suddenly filled his mind, making him almost no time to think.

Under the interweaving of such dense sounds, if you are someone else, you are afraid that you will not be able to grasp the priority at all, and you will only feel that your mind is complicated, but Qin Ke can feel that he is gradually mastering the thread, and then gently pulling, these voices are in their respective places, in his mind, an image is presented in his mind, although this image is very vague, but he is enough to distinguish the source and distance of various sounds.

"What are you going to eat today?"

"What else can you eat, cabbage porridge, is it possible that you still want to eat meat......"

In the case of Gao Changgong, maybe his hearing is also very strong because of his physical acuity, but he definitely can't do it to this extent, this is a special ability that only those cultivators who cultivate the spirit, but there are not many people in this world who have the talent to become spiritual cultivators, but if they are spiritual cultivators, under the same cultivation, most of them will be more powerful and more mysterious than qi and blood cultivation.

Qin Ke didn't practice spirituality, but since he came out of Ye Wangling's Mausoleum that day, he had an extraordinary feeling, it seemed that his spiritual cultivation was also growing day by day, a few days ago, he tried to expand his vision like this several times, and he was sure that he had been able to grasp this ability stably, and before that, he couldn't bear such power.

But now......

Zhang Fu leaned on Qin Ke's shoulder, feeling Qin Ke's abnormality at this time faster than others, she looked at Qin Ke carefully, and immediately covered her mouth, she saw a faint light on Qin Ke's chest flashing one by one, as if something was about to break through his chest, but soon it slowly fell silent.

Qin Ke frowned, listening to the conversation between the two just now.

"Ahem, ahem...... Phew, why is this medicine like a pot of shit, it stinks...... I stay in this kind of place every day, and I'm afraid I'll have to throw up three times a day. ”

It seemed to be the voice of the Archon.

Then another lower voice said: "Then you have to stay up, so many people have died, I feel that someone is talking in my ear when I sleep now, and I am panicked when I go to a thatched house in the middle of the night." It's just Lord Zhou...... He dared to patrol the barracks alone, and every time I saw him pass in front of my tent with a torch, my heart was a little calmer. ”

The commander smiled bitterly: "Don't, if you say that, I will burn an extra torch in the thatched house tonight......"

Then he sighed and said weakly: "Eight died yesterday, and three more today, this day ...... When will it be the head? ”

"Hey, don't say it, there seems to be no koi flowers in the medicine these days...... It's really not good without this medicine, you smell this medicine and smell it a lot, and I don't know if those patients can drink it or not......"

"It shouldn't be nothing, their lives are almost gone, and now even if they are told that they can survive by drinking urine, they probably have to fight to drink it, and they can't care so much. However, it really stinks, you have to work hard...... I'll go over there and have a look. ”

Qin Ke suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Koi flower, what is a koi flower?"

Zhang Fu was stunned and asked suspiciously, "What?"

However, Qin Ke waved his hand at her, and strode towards Qiao Feifan, and said in a low voice: "Miss Qiao, could it be that there is a problem with the medicine?

He didn't dabble too much in medical skills, even if people said that he was a three-point doctor of martial arts, he only had some concept of meridian acupoints and bruises.

As for pharmacology and herbal medicine, he didn't learn anything from his master.

Everyone looked at him, wondering why he was suddenly asking this question.

Qiao Feifan frowned, turned a few thoughts, and said in a somewhat uncertain tone: "It stands to reason that there won't be any big problems, these herbs only need to be cooked for enough time, but ......" She looked at Zhou Gongjin, a pair of curved eyebrows twisted together, "It's not necessarily impossible...... Lord Zhou, can I go and see the place where the medicine is boiled?"

"Absolutely. Zhou Gongjin withdrew his gaze from Qin Ke, suddenly seemed to remember something, and smiled reluctantly: "Just call me eldest brother, Miss Qiao, you are not my subordinate, I have to thank you heavily for this incident." ”

Qiao Feifan looked at Zhou Gongjin's face, feeling that it was not a time to joke at the moment, but he still said lightly: "Okay, Uncle Zhou." ”

This is called......

It's not as good as Lord Zhou.

Zhou Gongjin's face changed several times, and he seemed to choke on a stone in his throat, and after a while, he shook his head and sighed: "Let's go...... Let's go. ”

If it was in normal times, it is estimated that Gao Changgong would burst out laughing, but this time the situation was urgent, he just shook his head and sighed.