In Wan Qiang's live broadcast room, some netizens received the news that the Shengguo officials had sent people to support her. They were like chicken blood, and they were sending out barrages of comments:
[Sister, your colleagues are here to support you]
[Anchor, you will soon not be fighting alone]
I don’t know why, but when I saw the news about the plane landing on an open space next to the plague area, I was moved to tears.
This is the true spirit of our prosperous nation: when one side is in trouble, all sides will come to its aid.
[Thumbs up to all the heroes who participated in the fight against the plague in Nancheng]
【……】
Wan Qiang distributed real and fake "medicines" to the "infected people" according to their conditions, and occasionally glanced at the barrage of comments. When she saw netizens saying that the Shengguo authorities had sent people to support her, she was surprised.
She was confused and was about to ask the netizens where they got the news when she heard orderly footsteps and Huai Qing's voice outside the door.
“Master, Master…”
"Master, we are here~"
The people who were queuing up to receive the "medicine" made way for Huai Qing and the others to come in. Then Wan Qiang took a look and saw a team of more than a hundred people.
Huaiqing was Wanqiang's apprentice, so everyone handed over the negotiation matters to him.
He walked past the long line of people and came to Wan Qiang. "Master, Director Lan sent us and fellow Taoists from Nanshan Temple to support you. Please see if there is anything you need us to do and give us your instructions."
"Is the case no longer being handled?" Wan Qiang asked.
Huai Qing: "Director Lan said that the situation in South City is more urgent."
Wan Qiang nodded, and then briefly told Huai Qing about the mother and child poisonous insects through telepathy.
Huai Qing understood, but...
"Master, what if someone can't tell the difference between a mother Gu and a child Gu?"
Wan Qiang: "I have a talisman. Please give it to everyone. Each person should carry it with them. If the person has a mother Gu on them, the talisman will become hot."
Huaiqing responded "OK" repeatedly, then reached out and took the stack of talisman papers that Wanqiang handed to him.
They are all purple.
The moment he took it, Huaiqing's eyes were so shocked that they almost fell out of their sockets.
"Master, why are all the talismans purple? This one is so precious, how about changing it..."
Wan Qiang knew what Huai Qing meant, but in the past, she generally used purple talismans, and she looked down on lower-grade talismans.
"It's okay. Saving lives is the most important thing." Wan Qiang didn't forget to instruct Huai Qing, "Tell everyone to prepare a mineral water bottle and a large antimony pot, and come to me to get medicine."
"Okay, Master."
Huai Qing went out and came back after a while, followed by all the people who came to Nancheng for support. Without exception, everyone was holding a large antimony pot and a mineral water bottle.
After Wan Qiang gave each of them a bottle of real "medicine", she filled their large antimony pots with drinking water and reminded them to be careful and not reveal any flaws.
After everyone agreed, they went out and opened a place for each person to get their medicine.
In everyone's eyes, the large antimony pot filled with drinking water contained the same "medicine" as the large antimony pot in front of Wan Qiang.
Wanqiang’s deception is perfect!
There is strength in numbers, and that’s no exaggeration.
Wan Qiang, the Special Security Bureau, and the people from Nanshan Temple were busy from dusk till dusk the next day, and all the millions of 'infected people' in the entire plague area were cured.
Whether it is Wanqiang, the Special Security Bureau, or Nanshan Temple, they have all received numerous praises.
There was even an "infected person" who had just recovered from a serious illness and made a silk banner overnight and sent it to Wan Qiang, which read: "A miraculous doctor brings the patient back to life, and a doctor with a kind heart."
And Wan Qiang’s live broadcast just kept going.
Netizens witnessed all of this with their own eyes, and the barrage of comments kept scrolling.
I can only say that seeing the efforts made by Sister Wanqiang, the Special Security Bureau, and the Nanshan audience to save people brought tears to my eyes.
【Diseases are ruthless, but people are kind】
If there were more people like Sister Wanqiang in the world, the world would be beautiful everywhere.
The people infected with the plague in South City were originally pitiful, but because they met Sister Wanqiang, the Special Security Bureau, and the masters of Nanshan Temple, they were so lucky.
[I'm so touched...]
【Touched +1】
[Thumbs up for Shengguo’s metaphysical community and the heroes of Shengguo]
【……】
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After the plague incident in Nancheng was handled, the official departments of Nancheng arranged hotels for the Special Security Bureau and everyone in Nanshan Temple to stay in.
Everyone is tired, so it would be best if we could rest. I gladly accepted it.
Wan Qiang took the room card, took a shower, and heard the doorbell ring when she came out.
It’s Huaiqing.
She was speechless.
Huaiqing, this kid, has been busy for so long, why is he still looking for me instead of sleeping?
Although she was speechless, Wan Qiang still went to open the door.
"Master~"
Wan Qiang stepped aside to let Huai Qing in, and said in a bad tone, "If you have something to say, say it quickly. You can go to sleep after you've said it."
"Master, are you sleepy?" Huai Qing looked surprised.
Wan Qiang: “…”
I didn't think this brat was so stupid before I accepted him as my disciple. How come after I accepted him as my disciple, it's like someone replaced his brain?
"Huaiqing, come here." Wan Qiang waved at Huaiqing.
Huaiqing didn't think anything else and moved closer.
"You are too tall, lower your head a little." Wan Qiang said again.
Huai Qing said "Oh" and did as he was told.
When his head was at the same level as Wan Qiang's, Wan Qiang slapped Huai Qing on the forehead.
"You little bastard, did your head get squeezed by the door? Am I not a human being? Do I need to rest? Even the donkeys in the production team wouldn't dare to endure this, right?"
Huai Qing: “!!!”
In my memory, you simply don't need to rest! You've become the closest thing to a god in the entire metaphysical world, so why do you still need to rest?
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