Chapter 197 I'm Sick

Xi Lin hesitated when the words came to his lips. He turned around and left without even looking back, saying, "You should talk to him."

An Yi said, "How can you be a doctor if you are so soft-hearted?", but he walked faster than him.

Listening to the footsteps, Song Yanxi said without raising her head, "Remember to stay next to the moxa smoke for half an hour before leaving. Take good care of your master. You don't need to come again tomorrow."

"Girl, I..."

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

"Yes, take care of yourself, girl."

An Yi gave the little beggar a warning look and walked away.

As soon as he left, the little beggar suddenly rushed over, knelt down in front of Song Yanxi, and kowtowed several times.

He grabbed Song Yanxi's skirt and cried, "Please..."

"Talk to him while he's still conscious."

Hearing this, the little beggar loosened his hands, his legs went limp and he sat down on the ground, mumbling something.

Seeing him shedding tears silently, Song Yanxi sighed softly, got up and left the tent.

Xi Lin was standing by the fire not far away, staring at this side intently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing her coming over, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, only a sigh came out.

He asked Song Yanxi: "Do you think I'm too useless? I've been a doctor for so many years, but I still can't bear to see people die."

"I can't bear to see it either."

Xi Lin was stunned, trying to find some traces of disguise on Song Yanxi's face, but he only saw calmness.

Thinking of her performance just now, he said embarrassedly: "Then you pretended quite well, better than me."

Song Yanxi twitched the corners of her lips, but didn't have time to thank him for the compliment. She said frankly, "This child has been infected for quite some time. He is very likely the first person to come into contact with the epidemic."

"Then doesn't that mean he..." He just wants to live.

Xi Lin gradually lost his voice and his expression became increasingly ugly.

Although he didn't say the rest of the words, Song Yanxi, who was also a doctor, already understood what he meant.

If it weren't for the tenacious desire to survive, the child might have died two days earlier and would not have been able to wait for Zhuang Shihan's medicine, let alone survive until they arrived.

The child looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old...

Song Yanxi's eyes flickered slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "He is worried about his brother."

"He's a loyal child, but it's a pity..."

Xi Lin suddenly stopped talking, looked at the group of people who seemed to have come out of the tent not far away, and said in a low voice, "There's going to be trouble."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted, "This person is a liar. She can't cure us at all. She just wants to trap us and leave us to die."

"Don't even think about using us to test drugs on those dignitaries!"

"Those who don't want to die, come with me. Let's go find Princess Shihan!"

"Let's go to the General's Mansion to find Princess Shihan. Only she can save us!"

Dozens of people roared in unison, the sound was deafening and seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night.

Under normal circumstances, such a loud noise would definitely wake up the surrounding neighbors.

Xi Lin cursed softly, "We shouldn't let them eat too much."

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Song Yanxi.

Xi Lin's eyes suddenly widened. "Do you look down on me?"

"There's something wrong with these people."

"Of course it's wrong. Isn't it wrong to run out and seek death instead of sleeping peacefully at night?"

Song Yanxi frowned when she heard this and couldn't help asking, "Are you still a doctor?"

Xi Lin was about to retort when he suddenly caught a glimpse of those people's eyes glowing green in the firelight.

How can this be considered human?

It's clearly a hungry beast that wants to eat people!

But these people can still speak clearly, talk and walk, and don't look like they have lost their minds at all.

"How strange!" Xi Lin subconsciously took half a step back.

Song Yanxi frowned and said, "He must have taken some medicine that caused him to be mentally excited, so he behaved like this."

Xi Lin blurted out, "That's impossible. I just asked Mr. Liu a quarter of an hour ago, and no one has ever gone to him to get the medicine."

This place is under surveillance from all sides, not even a fly can get in. Where do these beggars get the medicine?

Meeting Song Yanxi's meaningful eyes, Xi Lin thought of something and cursed, "Zhuang Shihan, you heartless person!"

"Is that all you know?"

"Who said that? I'm really good at cursing."

Xi Lin said this and suddenly turned his head.

In the light of the fire, Qiu Zongping's silver armor shone coldly, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes clearly showed murderous intent.

The beggars also saw him and subconsciously took a few steps back, their slogans not as loud as before.

Everyone exchanged glances, trying to encourage their companions to move forward, but no one dared to take a step forward.

Because they all knew that the military officer in front of them was just like the one in black, and would really fight if they disagreed with each other.

The brother whose leg was stepped on is still lying in the tent!

Seeing their eyes filled with excitement and fear, clearly two extremes, Qiu Zongping frowned and asked, "Are they having a seizure?"

"almost."

Xi Lin waved his hand and said, "I'm going to prepare the medicine. You keep an eye on this place and make sure no one rushes over and hurts Miss Song."

Qiu Zongping nodded, his hand already casually resting on the sword at his waist.

The beggars retreated a few steps in fear, staring at this side anxiously, not daring to take a step forward but also unwilling to retreat.

After hearing Song Yanxi say that they were acting so abnormally because they had taken the medicine, Qiu Zongping's first reaction was to find evidence.

"If I were her, I would definitely not leave any evidence for you and me to catch."

Otherwise, all her plans would be in vain.

Although Song Yanxi didn't know what she wanted to do, she had to admit that Zhuang Shihan was a smart person.

He acts meticulously and ruthlessly, and apart from his bad temper and impulsiveness, it is almost impossible to find any flaws in him.

Sometimes Song Yanxi even wondered if she was similar to her, having been reborn in this body, which was why she had so many ideas that ordinary people could never think of.

Qiu Zongping's face was tense as he said, "We'll know if it exists or not if we send someone to search."

He raised his hand, and immediately dozens of soldiers came trotting over and searched each tent according to his instructions.

But apart from bedding, there were only a few beggars who were either old or sick and unable to get up.

"How could this be..."

Listening to Qiu Zongping's murmur, Song Yanxi explained, "This isn't difficult. We just need to give a few fewer doses of the medicine and it will leave no trace.

Everyone wants to live, and when the drugs are unevenly distributed, whoever grabs the drug will live. Those who grab the drug will feel safe because they can only keep it in their stomachs to prevent it from being snatched away by others.

She looked at the beggars and continued, "They only trust Zhuang Shihan now, and they think we're teaming up to harm her. I'm afraid we won't get any information from them."

Qiu Zongping didn't insist this time. He asked in confusion, "Miss Song, since you know these people won't cooperate, why are you still wasting your time on them?"