They must have died last night and were only discovered this morning.
"Alas...fate is fickle, and life is unpredictable. If only there were fewer patients in the world." Doctor Liu shook his head and couldn't help but sigh.
He Tiantian was also quite saddened. The government office counted the number of deaths every day, and she saw that almost every day for the past two months, someone had died.
Fortunately, transportation was underdeveloped in ancient times, so the plague did not spread rapidly.
The soldiers unloaded the large barrels from the carriage. A man who had contracted the plague saw so many barrels and thought it was time to serve food.
He kicked his sleeping companion awake, shouting, "Dude, wake up, dinner's ready!"
Goodness, why is the rice scoop different today? Did they make something particularly delicious today?
The other man, who had been kicked awake, frowned in displeasure; his condition was more serious. He felt weak and unable to get up.
The man cursed weakly, "You brat, did you come here for treatment or to freeload? Don't be too happy yet, in a couple of days you'll be in the same boat as me."
He was just as energetic a few days ago, but now he feels like even the King of Hell is calling him.
"If you're going to die, die well! I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to get some food. I'll bring it back for you, just lie there quietly." The man pulled a broken bowl from the dark blanket next to him, got up and walked outside.
By this time, many people had noticed the commotion and stood hesitantly not far away, watching with curiosity.
The man happened to come up in front of He Tiantian, and she looked quite cute in her outfit.
So he asked, "Young sir, what delicious food did you prepare today? You even changed the rice container!"
He Tiantian looked at him speechlessly, then lowered her voice and said calmly, "It's not food. There's still a quarter of an hour before breakfast. This is medicine, medicine to treat the plague. It will definitely cure all your illnesses."
He Tiantian also specifically emphasized "cured".
I initially thought the man's focus was on getting better, but to my surprise, he looked very disappointed when he heard it wasn't breakfast.
"Huh?...It's not food? Young sir, are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"No!"
Why did she feel like this person was just there to freeload? He looked so energetic and lively, he didn't seem sick at all.
"I drink medicine every day, and now my stomach tastes bitter," the man said with some dissatisfaction.
“You can also choose not to drink and just wait to die,” He Tiantian retorted without any politeness.
Heaven knows this was the result of her and Doctor Liu's hard work all night, yet it was treated so poorly.
I can tolerate it when I'm alive, but not when I'm familiar with it!
"Hey... no! I was just saying, young sir, please don't be angry. Give me a bowl, fill it up." The man held out his broken bowl to He Tiantian.
He Tiantian really wanted to hit him on the head with the spoon in her hand, but she still filled a big bowl for him.
This medicine is incredibly bitter, like eating bitter melon. She secretly drank some last night, and it was so bitter that she needed to eat a piece of candy to relieve the pain.
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