I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 130 The Doctor
"Go and see the city." Alicia said, "The situation in the city should be better, if all cities are like this"

She was silent for a moment, her eyes flickering coldly, "Then the south side is really rotten to the bone."

"It's really better." Shaar murmured in a low voice. With clairvoyance, he had actually already seen the situation in the entire southern region.

He has been observing for a while, and has a more detailed understanding of this place.

However, he still brought Alicia here and didn't tell her directly. After all, seeing with his own eyes is more direct than dictation.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly, the magic power spread to the surroundings, and the surrounding space changed instantly.

In the blink of an eye, they came outside the walls of the largest city in the south, "Steam City".

The city was founded in the seventeenth century, so there are also some walled structures for defense.

A group of peasants who had fled from all directions to escape the war and plague were blocked at the gate by the city wall. The city would not let them in, or it was impossible to let them in.

Letting these infected people enter the city is almost tantamount to abandoning the lives of 10 people.

They also have nowhere to go but camp here.

However, the people inside the steam capital seem to regularly deliver food to the victims outside through the ropeway, so although these victims are yellow and emaciated and have trance-eyed eyes, they will not starve to death here.

However, as more and more disaster victims gather at the door, the interior of the Steam City will eventually be unable to afford it, and by then, this place may become a piece of purgatory beyond your imagination.

In fact, Shaar has seen many gods of death around here, and in such a small town, there are two gods of death.

There are even more gods of death in this steam city.

They roam the neighborhood, waiting to send dead souls to Hades.

Entering the city, the streets are sparsely populated, only some patrolling guards and some officials can move around.

Steamtown is also the largest industrial city in the south, and there are many military factories nearby, because it needs to provide munitions for the war in the south.

The air is not much better than Huangdu. The clouds are very low and dark, making people breathless. Besides the smell of soot, there is also a faint smell of rotting corpses in the air.

Fortunately, Xiaya and Alicia have learned the previous lesson, and they all hide their figures.

"The consul here is quite smart." Xiaya commented, "Knowing that the way to isolate the plague is to isolate people, but it is not strict enough.

and"

Shaar looked at the two strangely dressed people walking past them carrying a stretcher on the other side.

Wrapped from head to toe in jet-black oiled leather, wearing black leather gloves and beak masks with goggles on their faces, they are very steampunk and exude a very strong smell of spices.

Because their nose and mouth are stuffed with cotton, camphor, mint, and ginger to purify the air they inhale.

One person was wearing a wide-brimmed fur hat on his head. Because the person was wearing a face photo, the patient couldn't tell who was who. This was a professional badge, and he was holding a cane.

"Who are these people?" Alicia asked.

"The ones with the hats are the doctors, and the ones without the hats are the poor, lured by money, and most of their jobs are responsible for carrying the sick, burying the dead, cleaning up the dirt, and doing many other menial jobs.

Except for you and me, people in this world have not discovered the existence of germs and viruses, so their masks are not to resist bacteria, but to "resist miasma"

They call it a bad air, so it needs fragrances to purify it.

You see, the crutches in their hands are used to undress patients and guide them without touching them or even getting too close. "

He nodded and commented, "This level of protection can indeed block viruses and bacteria to a certain extent."

"It looks scary," Alicia said, "but it's good to save lives."

"It looks scary in your eyes, but it's even more terrifying in the eyes of those patients." Shaar's eyes flickered.

"Because once these people appear in the community, it means that there are already infected people here.

In theory, the purpose of these people's existence is to alleviate the suffering of patients and even save lives, but they and their patients do not have too many illusions.

Because the plague is almost always fatal.

When these people appear at the door of the house, it means that you are doomed, which is almost a sign of death.

In fact, the most useful thing most people can do is keep track of the number of infections and deaths in their community.

Sometimes they also serve as witnesses when patients draft their wills.

They occasionally perform autopsies to try to understand the disease.

And their treatment"

Shaar sighed.

"It's still the most common form of bloodletting.

Or poultices were made with onions and butter, and they often added dried frogs or arsenic, depending on the sickness of the patient.

The closer a patient gets to death, the more desperate and bizarre the treatment becomes.

Other treatments involved coating the patient with mercury and heating it in an oven for a period of time. "

"Isn't this embalming the corpse?" Alicia couldn't help but ask.

"You have read a lot of books in the library, some of which are written by me, and some are some ancient knowledge that has long been lost, so you have broadened your horizons and gained a clearer understanding of the world.

However, this does not mean that people in this world can see as clearly as you do.

This is the entire healthcare system's fault, not these doctors' fault. "

Xia quietly looked at those people wearing crow masks, and said in a low voice.

"The high demand has caused the income of doctors to soar five times in just a few years. Many quacks who have not gone to medical school have mixed into the ranks of these doctors under the temptation of high salaries.

Some counterfeiters take advantage of the opportunity of being close to the patient, tamper with the will after the patient's death, and seek other people's property.

Of course, the reason why these doctors can randomly mix fakes in their teams is also because the treatment methods are too easy to use.

However, despite this, their existence actually has a certain positive meaning.

They are neither angels nor grim reaper.

They are just brave individuals, and they are not healing the sick.

but society. "

Alicia fell silent.

But then, the commotion not far away attracted their attention.

"I'm not, I'm really not a witch!"

A group of guards were forcing a plainly dressed woman out of her house.

Her hair was disheveled, and her face was terrified, but those men obviously didn't feel sorry for her. Their faces were very indifferent, and even looked at the woman with a kind of vigilance and disgust in their eyes.

"Every witch says that he is not a witch." The soldier in the lead said, "You will eventually be ripped off your poor disguise by the people in the Tribunal."

He said coldly to the soldiers around him, "Take it away!"

　There is another chapter after twelve o'clock

　　
　
(End of this chapter)