Mu Qingli despised the kind of man who only knew how to bully others at home the most. She gave him a cold look and walked towards the room where the child was, holding a flashlight.
The house was leaking everywhere. It was raining heavily outside and drizzling inside. It was damp and cold everywhere.
The flashlight shone on the child's body and face. Mu Qingli almost burst into tears when she saw the child's miserable condition.
The child was skinny and pale, with no flesh on his skinny face, deep eye sockets, and a pair of small hands resting on his body. His arms were so thin that they were not even as thick as a piece of sugarcane.
His chest was heaving, his breathing was heavy, and he looked very uncomfortable.
"Mom! Are you here to pick me up?" The child's weak and helpless cry instantly broke Mu Qingli's defense, and tears overflowed from her eyes.
Li Xiufen, who stumbled in behind him, sobbed loudly: "Xiaobao! Your mother is here to pick you up! Go back with your mother! You have to be well! Come with your mother!"
Xiaobao did not open his eyes, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He had a miserable smile on his face and muttered to himself: "That's great! My mother is here to pick me up!" As he spoke, his voice gradually weakened, and then he closed his eyes and did not move, his breathing became weaker.
Mu Qingli became anxious instantly. She thought that the child must have been holding on to his breath these days, waiting for his mother to pick him up. Now, when he heard that his mother was coming, he might lose his breath!
"Child!!" Mu Qingli shouted anxiously and stepped forward immediately.
From the bag, he actually took out a reagent containing almost pure green liquid from the space, blocked everyone's sight, and fed it to the child.
She fed the child a high-concentration wood spirit liquid. Fearing that the child would recover too quickly and be discovered by the people here, she quickly shouted to Zhou Tao behind her, "Hurry! The child is seriously ill! Take him to the hospital!"
Zhou Tao didn't understand what was going on. Normally, the child was dying, and there was no time to carry him out! However, without saying anything, he tucked the gun back into his waist and went to carry the child without a word.
"Sun Hai, use the flashlight!" Zhou Tao said in a deep voice.
Mu Qingli took out a larger piece of plastic sheet from her backpack, covered the child completely with it, tied it up tightly, and whispered to Zhou Tao.
Zhou Tao immediately looked serious and walked out of the thatched hut quickly. Sun Hai also put away his pistol and immediately followed him out with a flashlight. The two disappeared in the rain.
Now, there are only five of them left to face everything in the village.
Biaozi stood aside with his head hung, obviously thinking that the child was seriously ill and he didn't know whether he could survive if they took him away, so he was too lazy to stop them.
Then, Mu Qingli asked Qi Po to take her to see other children. Qi Po took her to a family whose child was more seriously ill.
It seems that the conditions in the village are similar, almost all of them are straw houses and fenced yards. No wonder when one family built a brick house, the whole village came to watch.
"The child has a high fever! How many days has it been?" Mu Qingli couldn't help but feel sad when she saw the child who was also pale and thin and dressed in tattered clothes.
"It's been two days! He hasn't eaten or drunk anything! I'm so worried!" A woman standing by said hypocritically, wiping away a few tears.
Mu Qingli glanced at her coldly: "Pour me a glass of water!"
When the woman heard this, she hurried to pour water, and what she brought was a coarse porcelain bowl with a chip on it.
Mu Qingli gave the child fever-reducing medicine and water with a little wood spirit liquid added, which could make the child feel better. However, he could not get better immediately, otherwise, these people would definitely become more demanding and not let the child go.
Fortunately, although the child had a high fever for two days, his brain was not damaged and he was conscious. Seeing how thin he was, she was afraid that he had other problems. The wood spirit liquid could at least help her recover some of her spirit and strength. She had to find a way to take him away.
Things were not so smooth afterwards. Some families refused to let him look after their children, and he only gave in when he was pointed at a gun. Mu Qingli looked at them one by one and found that at least several children were sick, with varying degrees of severity, but they were all okay. Most of them were caused by acclimatization and there was no way to relieve the symptoms.
After seeing the doctor, these families happened to follow, and Mu Qingli also tried to control them with her mental power, hoping to trap them in this last family. However, this time, she used her mental power against ordinary people, but they didn't get any warning. It seems that the rules of this world are still not clear about right and wrong! Or maybe, she didn't want her to take the heroine offline directly, so she could deal with others without any problem!
Mu Qingli has always been afraid to use her mental power directly on one person, for fear of turning that person into a fool. However, this time, when controlling multiple people at the same time, she tried to disperse her mental power, and was able to balance it out and subdue the people.
Mu Qingli couldn't help but wonder, how could someone use their mental power to detect danger during the apocalypse, but not to control others? Was she really that stupid back then?
It seems that I should learn how to control my mental power accurately in the future. It would be a great loss if I had powerful mental power but could not control myself completely and accurately. This Qi Po's skills are worth learning.
At the end of the world, human nature will be destroyed. Once a conflict occurs, it will be a fight to the death. A single move will lead to destruction. It would be great if we could practice precise control at that time, without having to worry about becoming stupid.
When Qipo saw this, she was also shocked. This young girl had skills that she could never match. She could cure diseases and injure people. The bag on her body was like a treasure chest, with everything you could need. There were all kinds of medicines, which made her envious.
If the village hadn't lacked medical care and medicine, how could those children have fallen ill? How could they have died?
After dawn, the rain gradually stopped. The other people in the village did not find anything unusual. They still got up as usual to eat and go to see the house being built.
Soon the village was empty, because there were not many people in this small village, only twenty or thirty households and only one or two hundred people.
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