Kun San, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the noise and ran out immediately, "Girl?"

"It's me."

After opening the door, Kun San saw Shen Yizhi standing outside with Qing Bao in her arms, and his expression relaxed. "Come in, young lady."

After letting a few people in, she immediately closed the door, as if she was afraid that something would be let in.

"Kun San, how did Qian Wu become like this?"

Kun San's expression darkened and he told her what happened.

"Last night, a villager was wandering outside the yard stealthily. Qian Wu caught him and wanted to question him, but he suddenly jumped up and attacked Qian Wu. Qian Wu was accidentally caught by him, but he didn't take it seriously at the time.

"After catching the man, Qian Wu discovered that he was half human and half corpse. He was shocked and brought him back and tied him up, thinking that he would wait for you to come back and see if he had any strange disease.

"After applying medicine to the wound, Qianwu fell asleep. In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the noise in his room. When I came over, I saw that he had become the same as that man. Before he completely lost his mind, he asked me to tie him up.

"At this time, the dogs in the village suddenly started barking wildly. I realized something was wrong and went out to take a look. I found that many villagers had turned into half-human, half-corpse forms. They had completely lost their minds and would pounce on any living person they saw. Once bitten, they would soon become like them.

"In order to protect the villagers, I had to kill them one by one. During the day, those half-human, half-corpse monsters hid away. They seemed to be afraid of the sun. I wanted to go to the city to find you and tell you the situation, but I found that there seemed to be a formation set up outside the village, and I couldn't get out."

After listening to Kun San's story, Shen Yizhi and the others all felt heavy-hearted.

"What about the rest of the villagers?"

"I have gathered them all in the infirmary."

"Well, I'll go over and take a look later. I'll take Qing Bao in first."

Shen Yizhi carried Qingbao to the small house in the backyard and put Qingbao into the space.

Now that monsters are rampant outside and the village cannot be left, she is not comfortable letting Qing Bao stay outside, so she prefers the safer space.

"Baby, just play in here first. If you're hungry, go to the cupboard and get something to eat, okay?"

"Okay." Qing Bao was not so scared when he arrived at the space.

Shen Yizhi came to the front yard and looked at Qian Wu's situation. There was nothing he could do for the time being, so he said to Kun San and the others, "Stay in the yard for now. I'll go check on the situation."

"Miss Shen——" He Buji called her.

Shen Yizhi gave him a comforting smile, "Don't worry about me, I'm not as weak as you think."

"Let Ayang follow you. He can help you if anything happens."

Shen Yizi thought about it and agreed.

After leaving the yard, Shen Yizhi did not go to the clinic immediately. Instead, he took He Yang to walk around the village and moved the bodies that had no one to collect on the road to the ancestral hall and let He Yang look after them.

Then we came to the clinic.

Seeing that the number of people in the clinic was less than half of the entire village's population, her heart sank. It seemed that the situation was more serious than she thought.

Everyone's face was filled with fear, confusion and grief.

Shen Yizhi looked around in the crowd and saw that Aunt Li and her family were all fine, which made him feel a little comforted.

Aunt Li's family is the closest people to her in this village. If something happens to them, she doesn't know how to face it.

Luckily they are all still there.

However, other families were not so lucky. Each family lost one or two relatives to a greater or lesser extent.

The respected village chief is gone, and Aunt Zhao is crying in Li Qingyun's arms.

Li Jingeng, who I had dealt with before, was not here either...

Yang Cuifen held her baby, who was less than three months old, staring at a certain spot with empty eyes, her expression numb with grief.

Old Mrs. Wang and her daughter Li Yinhua, who had been very excited, were now huddled in a corner, hugging each other. There was no sign of her son Li Sanjin.

Zhang was holding a bloody child's clothing in her hand, her hair was disheveled, her face was dirty, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

…

Shen Yizi looked at the faces one by one, and his heart felt heavy.

In front of the villagers who suddenly lost their loved ones, any words of comfort seemed pale and powerless. Shen Yizhisui didn't say much, but turned into the kitchen and cooked a pot of porridge.

Li Chuntao followed her in, and when she turned around, she threw herself into her arms and hugged her tightly.

"Sister Zhizhi, I was scared to death last night..."

Shen Yizhi patted her on the back and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."

"What if those man-eating monsters come out again?" She raised her tearful eyes and asked fearfully.

Shen Yizhi's eyes turned cold, "If they come out again, I will kill them all!"

This was the first time that Li Chuntao saw her look so cold and stern, but at this moment and in this situation, she was not afraid at all. Instead, she had an unprecedented sense of security.

After the porridge was cooked, Shen Yizhi added a drop of spiritual spring water into it while Li Chuntao was not paying attention, stirred it a few times, and brought out the porridge with Aunt Li and Li Chuntao.

Shen Yizhi came to Yang Cuifen with a bowl of porridge.

Xiaoman in her arms was trying hard to suck his mother's milk, but unfortunately after sucking for a long time, there was not much.

He opened his mouth to cry, and Yang Cuifen mechanically patted him. After coaxing the child into silence, she returned to her previous empty state.

Shen Yizhi's eyes were sore, he squatted down in front of her with the porridge in his hand, and said softly: "Sister Cuifen, have some porridge."

No response.

Shen Yizhi sighed softly, "Even if you don't want to eat, you still have to take care of Xiaoman, right? The child is still so young, where will the milk come from if you don't eat? Don't let Xiaoman starve to death."

Li Xiaodong beside him choked up and advised: "Yes, sister-in-law, brother definitely doesn't want you to be sad for him all the time..."

Yang Cuifen regained some consciousness and looked over blankly, her eyes fixed on Shen Yizhi's face. Tears flowed from her eyes and she let out a broken sob: "Sister Shen..."

Shen Yizhi handed the bowl of porridge to Li Xiaodong and took Yang Cuifen into his arms. "Cry, it's okay to cry, don't hold it in your heart."

When Yang Cuifen started crying, the others were moved to tears as well.

For a moment, the entire clinic was filled with mournful cries.

After crying and venting their emotions, everyone's mood was obviously better, and they all took the bowls of porridge and drank from them in big gulps.

Shen Yizhi took the opportunity to stuff the bowl into Yang Cuifen's hands, "Eat quickly, it's getting cold."

After everyone had drunk the porridge, Shen Yizi cooked a pot of calming soup, added a few drops of spiritual spring water into the soup, and distributed it to the villagers to drink.

After drinking the calming soup, everyone's tense mood was relieved, and feeling sleepy, they each found a place to sleep.

Fortunately, it is early summer now, and it is not cold during the day, so you can just spread a mat on the ground and sleep. Otherwise, the clinic really can't accommodate so many people.