The nascent hope turned into despair, and now it all transformed into anger.

The villagers surrounded Ling Yongnian and his group.

"Third Prince, you were certain back then that this medicine had absolutely no side effects. How do you explain this situation now?"

"Is that medicine poisonous? It can only suppress the symptoms temporarily, and then it will break out again. We can only wait to die. And you'll have the credit for curing the plague?"

"In the end, we are the knife in your hand; you want to get rid of His Highness the Crown Prince."

Ling Yongnian explained with difficulty, "No, I sincerely wanted to save you, but I didn't know the medicine would cause this. You must believe me."

"Pooh."

Someone spat at Ling Yongnian.

"What about Erhei? The people he brought from Yangjiazhuang to cure have disappeared. They must have died from the medicine and you buried their bodies."

Ling Yongnian tried hard to explain, but the people no longer believed him no matter what he said at this point.

Someone grabbed Dr. Yang, who was trying to escape, and said, "What a load of rubbish! He's just a fraud! He even encouraged us to snatch the child from the south side. He's trying to kill our child too!"

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Mo Bilian shrank her neck and tried to quietly slip away.

"You bitch, don't you dare leave."

Just as she was about to leave, a burly man grabbed her hat.

Mo Bilian was caught off guard by the sudden tug; her hat was pulled off, and she fell to the ground.

"You were the one trying to persuade us back then, that's why you had ulterior motives." As he spoke, the burly man reached out and grabbed her collar again.

"Brother, I didn't. I was doing this for your own good." Mo Bilian quickly dodged his hand by turning to the side.

"Good my ass! My old man is down now, and it's all your fault."

"No, you see, you were the ones who asked to drink it, unlike us..."

As she spoke, the burly man clenched his fist and brought it down.

Mo Bilian instinctively retaliated by kicking the person away.

"They're hitting people! They're killing people!"

The burly man shouted, and the villagers immediately surrounded him, grabbing whatever weapons they could.

The villagers wouldn't listen to anything anyone said; all they knew was that their loved ones had been ruined by these three people.

Even if we don't get vaccinated, we'll still spread the disease to them.

"ah."

Surrounded and beaten, Mo Bilian felt a tearing sound as her skirt was stepped on and ripped open.

Someone grabbed her sleeve and ripped it off, revealing her fair and delicate arm.

Ling Yongnian wasn't in much better shape. His belt had been ripped off by someone, and his underwear had fallen down. He quickly pulled it up, but with his hands still gripping his underwear, he had even less free time.

Dr. Yang also had a tough time; his beard was being pulled by this person and that person.

They wanted to fight back, but they all knew that fighting the angry villagers at this time would only result in them suffering losses and having no good outcome.

After his explanations failed, he was beaten and shoved.

"run."

Ling Yongnian shouted, and with a burst of spiritual power, he shook off the only villager and fled immediately.

Mo Bilian followed closely behind, but Doctor Yang was old and ran slower, so he couldn't keep up with the two of them and they separated again. They were quickly caught by the villagers.

Another group of villagers chased them all the way to the west, to the small forest where they disposed of the bodies, before finally stopping.

It's full of corpses that died from the plague. They're burned once a day, but they haven't burned them today.

The villagers dared not go in and had to leave.

Mo Bilian leaned against the tree trunk, panting heavily, then turned her head to look at Ling Yongnian.

Ling Yongnian was bent over, his hands on his knees, his head down, so tired that he was drooling like a dog.