After crossing, I became the vicious concubine of the tyrant

Chapter 330 Conflict in the Infested Area
It's not that Jiao Didi doesn't know anything. She is essentially different from those delicate and delicate girls who are stuck in the backyard. After a short gaffe, she can also quickly tidy up.

"I see, Qingcheng, what are we going to do now."

Since they are here to diagnose and treat the epidemic, the ultimate goal is to cure the patients, but this place is closed. Although there are people from the government and the imperial hospital, they are also separated by area. The imperial physician has not seen a few serious patients face to face of patients.

Gu Qingcheng passed by the isolation door just now. Those people looked at them with hope mixed with despair. As long as the plague broke out, people who were locked in the isolation area, no matter whether they were really infected with the disease or not, could not go out. people.

In other words, the people inside are already dead in the eyes of those outside. Under the entanglement of diseases and the shroud of panic, some people will always be unable to bear it.

"boom!"

"I'm not sick, why should I be caught in here, get out of here! Just touch me, I'll tell you to crack your heads."

The three of Gu Qingcheng were talking, when they suddenly heard a rush of arguing and the sound of things breaking, interspersed with the man's furious shouting, and the whimpering and sobbing sounds as if they were frightened around them.

The three of them looked at each other and realized that something might have happened. They reacted quickly and walked towards the place where the sound came from, but they didn't show up directly. Instead, they hid in the opposite corridor and observed the situation here.

A man with a ferocious face was holding a big stick with a thick bowl mouth. The right cheekbone was bruised and his exposed skin was more or less scarred. There were three figures standing opposite him. Strong soldiers.

The man kept waving the wooden stick, forbidding others to get close to him. Looking carefully, there seemed to be someone hiding behind him. Gu Qingcheng took a closer look and found two delicate women. The older one looked about in their early twenties. Look, the youngest is only three or four years old.

It looked like a family. Gu Qingcheng carefully looked at the three people in the opposite turmoil. Although the mother looked a little pale because of nervousness and fear, she could still see a healthy pink flesh. The little girl who was protected by her The daughter doesn't look well.

His cheeks were flushed, he was short of breath, and the broken hair between his forehead was wetted by sweat or something else, sticking to his forehead, his lips were pale, and because he was afraid of lying in his mother's arms, he seemed to have difficulty breathing. Gu Qingcheng frowned.

The man was dark-skinned and had injuries on his body, so it's not easy to judge, but seeing that his lower body has a strong arm, he doesn't look like a sick person, but this is just her rough judgment, and she can't be completely sure, although Such isolation does not prevent the spread of the disease.

But it can still be controlled to a certain extent, so the government's approach is not wrong, but it should not lock everyone together. People who are still healthy look at the patients who are carried out every day. Sick and terrified.

Moreover, such simple and rough patients are all gathered in one place without special treatment, which greatly increases the risk of cross-infection.

"Ah! Let go, let go, Huan'er, Huan'er!"

"Mother, save me, mother, mother!"

When Gu Qingcheng was distracted, he suddenly heard two high-pitched and mournful screams from over there. He looked up and realized that at some point, someone sneaked up from behind and twisted the woman's hands back, while another person Roughly pulled the little girl out of her arms.

The man's attention was attracted by the screams behind him, and the soldiers in front kicked him in the chest. The other two quickly pinned down the fallen man, grabbed his loose hair and slammed his head to the ground. Knocking on the ground, the ruthless force seemed to want to smash people to death directly.

Gu Qingcheng sensed the intention of the soldiers, frowned fiercely, and quickly stepped forward to stop his movements.

"stop!"

Nangong Yin took a step faster than her, and kicked the violent soldiers to the ground. Everyone didn't expect someone to make trouble at this time. The soldiers turned their heads viciously, but they could only see a backlit figure, a strong and straight figure. The body is hidden under the protective gear, and the face cannot be seen clearly at all.

"Who are you?"

Here, only government officials or imperial physicians can wear protective gear. Even if they can't see their faces clearly, the government soldiers don't dare to make mistakes easily, but their tone is not very good.

Nan Gongyin ignored him, but saw that Gu Qingyi and Gu Qingcheng worked together to help the injured man up, and snatched the woman and little girl back from other people. Gu Qingcheng took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped the little girl's face with distress , the latter shrank tremblingly into his mother's arms, silently rejecting her movements.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to treat your illness. It's hard to cough these two days. After my sister's pulse is checked, I can drink two pills and go home, okay?"

Gu Qingcheng was not angry, but just put the handkerchief into the woman's hand, and gently patted the little girl's back, which was full of comfort. The little girl didn't respond yet, but her mother looked at Gu with wide eyes. The city is full of disbelief.

"Really, really, are you really here to help us? Huan'er, be obedient and ask my sister to diagnose your pulse. Don't be willful."

The woman seemed to want to pull Gu Qingcheng's hand, but she withdrew her hand before touching it again. She just coaxed the little girl in her arms who refused to turn her head. The white and dirty wrist stretched out.

"Good boy, in order to reward you, don't prescribe bitter herbs, okay?"

Gu Qingcheng hooked the little girl's wrist, while talking to her gently to divert her attention, but the little girl just looked at her directly, neither spoke nor responded, just looked at her like that.

"Is there any other discomfort besides coughing, such as tasteless in the mouth?"

The little girl's pulse was not strong and even a little weak. Gu Qingcheng frowned imperceptibly, and then asked the little girl again. The latter shook her head and did not speak, but the woman answered her question anxiously.

"This child has always eaten less and has a very small appetite. Recently, she has been sick and even eats less. Sometimes she can't drink a bowl of rice soup a day, but she didn't hear that her food was tasteless, and watched her lose weight. I'm weak, I, I..."

The woman was so choked up that she couldn't speak, and Gu Qingcheng didn't know how to comfort her, but judging from her pulse, the little girl was probably really infected with the disease, but when she saw those big bright and ignorant eyes, she said Can't say that.

"Am I sick?"

She was wondering what to say, but the little girl suddenly spoke and looked at Gu Qingcheng.

"My sister's eyes became sad."

(End of this chapter)