Plague? H1N1?

"Ah? A plague broke out in a nearby village?" Tong Zhenzhen pulled herself away from the Korean drama and replied to the guard seriously:

"Go, go, go! Human lives are at stake. We must go and help! Wait a minute and let me ask them."

The personal guard who came to report hurriedly bowed and thanked him:

"Priest, please have mercy! I thank you on behalf of my family in Chang'an Village!"

Tong Zhenzhen scratched her head a little embarrassedly:

"Oh, it's just a small matter!"

After all, the ones who really play a role are the system and the family members of the medical school. At most, she can take care of the patients and do chores, but she can't help much.

"Then I will go report to the general first. Once the adults are ready, we will go to the general's camp!"

The guards saluted and left, and Tong Zhenzhen directly tagged everyone in the group:

【Chinese-The Only True God】:

Urgent, urgent, urgent, family members, please recruit volunteers. There is an outbreak of plague in the nearby villages, and we urgently need comrades from the medical school to go to the front line! We still need people to take care of the patients. Deduct 1 to sign up and gather in front of the Xie Mo Tou Camp. I deduct 1 first as a token of respect: 1

【Medicine-Xue Yide】：

1

【Chinese-You Miaojie】:

1

【Academy of Fine Arts-Van Gogh is still alive】：

1

【Business-Pony Run】:

1

After 99's 1 was flooding the screen, Xue Yide solemnly issued a reminder:

【Medicine-Xue Yide】：

We need to remind everyone that this is not an infectious disease caused by the modern virus in our bodies, which means that our support students may also be infected, and our medical system must conduct on-site testing to confirm the type of virus, so everyone should register with caution.

【Law-Zhang San】：

1

【Physical Science-The King of Volumes is Reborn】:

1

Looking at 1 who was constantly refreshing the screen despite knowing the risks, Tong Zhenzhen felt that Hart was very warm-hearted. Although they were not serious at ordinary times, they were still quite reliable when things happened.

【Chinese-The Only True God】:

There are enough people, my family! Thank you, Demon Lord, for saying that 300 people are enough. If there are more, the village will not be able to accommodate them. Thank you for your support! (Pans)

【Business-Pony Run】:

My family, I'm planning to donate some supplies for charity. I'm going to use my points in the mall to redeem some daily necessities and ship them over. Is there any buddy with eight-pack abs who can help me with the transportation?

【Body Science-Muscle-building Protein Powder】:

Raise your hand, but it’s not eight dollars, it’s six dollars.

Thanks to years of collective life on campus, the college students had already completed all the preliminary work. When Xie Ci was ready to lead his men out, he was surprised to find that a group of people who were usually late for martial arts performances had arrived earlier than him. Each of them was wearing a transparent mask and pulling a cart of food and strange things that he could not name.

"Come on, General, put this on to prevent infection!" Tong Zhenzhen came up to him in two or three steps as soon as she saw him, and put a mask on his face without saying a word. No matter how bad Xie Ci's temper was, he knew that he really had to thank them this time. After all, this matter had nothing to do with them, and there was even a risk of infection, but they were still willing to lend a helping hand.

Looking at Tong Zhenzhen's bright and warm smile, Xie Ci was a little distracted for a moment. He clenched his hands and then unclenched them, bowing to them solemnly:

"Thank you very much for this time, everyone. This should have been my responsibility."

It was rare for Tong Zhen to see this devil speaking kindly, and she felt a little embarrassed for a moment:

"Why are you thanking me? I'm serving the people!"

The college students behind him also echoed:

"Of course I should. I have nothing to do anyway."

"Before this, I have never left the barracks except for the march. It's a good time to get some fresh air!"

Xie Ci smiled for the first time and suddenly felt that his previous suspicion was unnecessary. Even if their origins were unknown, such a group of pure people would not do something like betrayal after gaining trust. It seemed that he was too stingy.

Just as they were about to leave, Xie Yuan suddenly pushed through the crowd and hurried over, and asked Xie Ci with a worried look in his eyes:

"Brother, why don't I go? You are the general, and it would be more appropriate for you to be in charge of the barracks."

This young and calm female general rarely showed her emotions. She was really worried about her brother. Xie Ci chuckled and put a hand on her shoulder:

"This is not like you. I am the general of Linyuan. How can I sit back and watch the people in trouble? But the Changhao countries must be on guard. Thank you, Deputy General. I will leave the military camp to you."

Xie Yuan looked up in shock. She knew that Xie Ci's decision would not be shaken. She bit her lip and knelt on one knee:

"I obey your orders! I swear to defend the Linyuan military camp to the death!"

Xie Ci nodded, jumped on his horse, and set off with a group of people.

When the crowd rushed past Xie Yuan, she accurately caught sight of the little curly-haired man struggling to support a shaky cargo box behind a cart. She sighed unconsciously and raised her hand to help him push it up.

Ma Chengyun turned back to thank him breathlessly:

"Thank you, brother... uh, thank you, Miss Yuan?"

Xie Yuan calmly reattached the forearm that had been dislocated due to excessive force and pinched his ear:

"Who is your sister? You...be careful."

Ma Chengyun was stunned, his eyes curved into crescents as he approached Xie Yuan:

"Ah, sister is worried about me——Hey, don't do anything, I'm leaving now!"

Xie Yuan watched the little curly-haired figure getting farther and farther away, snorted coldly, sheathed his sword, turned around and went back to the barracks to strengthen defense.

Changan Village

This village is not big, with only about a hundred people. There are dozens of thatched houses scattered around, divided into two sides by a muddy village road. As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I heard coughing and groaning from the village, occasionally mixed with the crowing of chickens and barking of dogs. The only village doctor was also infected with the epidemic. He covered his mouth and nose with a white cloth and shuttled between households with a few young men to take care of the patients. When he saw Xie Ci and others at the entrance of the village, he hurriedly came to greet them:

"Are you General Xie? I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. If the epidemic had not been so severe, I would never have dared to—"

Xie Ci interrupted him with his hand and pointed at Xue Yide who was wearing a white coat:

"It's not too late to say polite words later, just explain the situation to him first."

"Yeah, good!" The village doctor nodded hurriedly and took Xue Yide and others to the village, while describing the specific symptoms.

The medical students had already completed their internship in the hospital and quickly became well-trained in identifying the symptoms and treatment plans, and set up a temporary office area in the village doctor's small clinic.

"After system testing, it was confirmed to be influenza type B. It was discovered early and is not serious. Most patients have mild symptoms. We will directly administer medication to the group and give cyber injections to those with persistent high fever." Xue Yide made a judgment immediately, and everyone operated on their respective medical systems.

At the same time, the villagers who were lying on the bed and unable to move felt a foreign object suddenly appear in their throats, but they had already swallowed it subconsciously. The people with high fever dreamed of their grandmothers and felt a sudden needle-like pain in their arms, but they could not see the object that stabbed them. The grandmother who was originally waving at them smiled and said:

"Go back, grandson, you can't die!"

After Xue Yide finished the operation, he began to explain to Tong Zhenzhen and others who were responsible for helping to take care of the patient:

"Cyber ​​has already administered the medicine, and now he just needs to rest. You can also give him some hot, warm water, not boiling water!"

He glared at Tong Zhenzhen deliberately, as if he remembered someone's criminal record.

Tong Zhenxin stuck out his tongue guiltily:

"I know, I know! I won't do it again this time, I swear!"

Xue Yide nodded and continued to share the conditions of their respective patients in the medical students' group chat. Tong Zhen really wanted to carry her ancestral hot water to take care of the patients, but was suddenly stopped by him:

"Wait a minute, Tong Zhenzhen! There are a few critically ill patients here who are not in good condition. They may have complications from related diseases before. You may need your Crispy Shark to stabilize the situation."

"Come to Liao!"

He took a long step and rushed into the thatched house next door with a childlike pace. The house was filled with a strong bitter smell and sickness. In the corner, there were piles of broken clay pots that the owner had not had time to clean up. Xue Yide's junior was looking at something on his system with a heavy face. An elderly man was lying on the couch, breathing heavily, his chest twitching violently like a bellows, his eyes tightly closed, surrounded by relatives who were crying non-stop. When they saw the two people enter the door, they hurriedly knelt down:

"My Lord Priest, please save my grandson! Military Doctor Lin came to see him just now and said he won't make it through the night. I can only ask my Lord Priest to use his magical powers!"

Tong Zhenzhen hurriedly tried to help the other person, but just as she helped one up, the other one knelt down again. Xue Yide asked his junior about the situation, and he replied with a heavy face:

"The patient is a 71-year-old male. A systematic X-ray showed that he had a malignant tumor in his lungs. This influenza B virus has aggravated his condition. His condition is indeed very critical."

Although the family members kneeling on the ground didn't quite understand what was said, they vaguely knew that it was extremely dangerous, and they cried even harder. Tong Zhenzhen hurriedly comforted them:

"It's okay, don't worry! Hey, my divine power can keep him alive, and there will be thunder to protect him from harm in the future, but his physical condition will deteriorate. Is this okay?"

"Yes, yes! Lord Priest, please be merciful. As long as I can save my life, that's fine!"

They hurriedly stood up to make way for Tong Zhenzhen. Tong Zhenzhen turned on the "touch and crisp" function of Crispy Shark with ease. After all, he was an old man, so he didn't dare to use the fan. He lightly touched his forehead, turned around and smiled:

"alright!"

The old man's daughter-in-law's pretty face was still wet with tears, and she said suspiciously:

“Is that all?”

Xue Yide's fellow student, who had been looking gloomy all along, suddenly became happy:

"The patient is out of danger! All he needs to do next is take his medication normally."

The old man on the couch had indeed improved a lot. His originally heavy breathing slowed down, and even his tightly closed eyes opened slightly, showing signs of waking up.

"Dad! Are you awake? I told you that the priests have boundless powers, and we can't fathom them!" The old man's eldest son was overjoyed and rushed to the bedside. He looked at his wife with some reproach, and then kowtowed to Tong Zhenzhen with gratitude:

"The great kindness of the priests will never be forgotten by me! May I know their names? We will build a temple to worship them in the future!"

It was the first time that Tong Zhenzhen was flattered like this. Her fair face flushed slightly. She scratched her chin and wanted to decline. But then she remembered their mission of world peace. A little more influence would always be good. After thinking for a while, she replied:

"Uh, just call me Crispy College Student!"

Xue Yide: ...

"Crispy College Student? I've never heard of this name... Ah, I mean, it is indeed a unique and impressive name. I'll keep it in mind!"

The family thanked them profusely and sent them to the door. Tong Zhenzhen immediately followed Xue Yide to visit many homes of critically ill patients. Every time they went to a place, they gained a believer and were very busy. Doctor Xue Yide, on the other hand, had nothing to do and quietly sent messages in the group chat:

【Medicine-Xue Yide】：

It seems that our god's name will be "Crispy College Student" from now on.