In the book era, my villain is super obedient

The two sides shouted across the hospital wall, and after a concise handover, Captain Wen rushed back with the medicines and arranged for a nurse to use them for the critically ill patients.

Although Yan Shenxin only drank half a bowl of medicine, because of his strong desire to survive, he reluctantly took the breath again, but the situation was still not optimistic.

The nurse finished deflating the syringe, wiped it with alcohol for disinfection, and quickly injected it into the muscle. She said, "Your life is so good. The special medicine obtained by Yu Te's walking assistant has arrived!"

"Luxing?" Yan Shenxin heard the name that lingered in his dreams, and his godless eyes became focused.

"Yes, it's Yu Teshu. Who else can do this?" The little nurse drew the needle and continued to inject the next person.

Yan Shenxin coughed and asked with difficulty, "Didn't she, ahem...didn't she say that she wouldn't give this medicine to anyone?"

"No, our little shabby hospital didn't even pay for Yute's help with knotting, so they gave us medicine first. How could such a good person restrict who should not be given medicine?"

The little nurse listened to Captain Wen praising Assistant Yu every day, and within a few days she also admired him.

We are both women, and someone who is so good really makes women look good.

After the little nurse left, Yan Shen showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Once, in order to deal with the "enemy" she longed for, she would not hesitate even if she tried to shorten her life... She even forgot that she was in the hospital and needed to take medicine.

She simply turned herself into a joke...

Poor pathetic joke!

In this era, not many people had used antibiotics such as streptomycin, and they only treated severely ill patients for a day before they became moderately ill.

Captain Wen donated the remaining twelve streptomycins as a treasure to the hospital.

Mild and moderate patients can be controlled with traditional Chinese medicine, so there is no need to use such killer methods.

However, even if streptomycin is given in other hospitals, the probability of severe disease turning into mild disease is extremely low. However, the infectious disease hospital is like being favored by gods, and the effect can be seen as long as the medicine is used.

In an era when feudal superstition was not a thing, the fellow villagers felt that the Feng Shui of the Seventh Brigade was excellent.

If it weren't for the infectious disease hospital, a big weapon here, it would have become a battleground for military strategists.

Therefore, the mentality of patients here is completely different from that of patients in other hospitals.

The patient with mild illness leaned on the kang and chatted with his fellow patients.

And those who have turned from severe to moderate symptoms have a better mentality. It doesn't matter if they can't get up while lying down, they can lie down and talk.

There is no identity gap between blind migrants and workers here, and no one is nobler than the other. There is complete equality among the patients, and the joy of surviving the disaster is everywhere.

Among them, Yan nerve recovered the fastest among severe cases and has entered the ranks of mild cases.

Because there is no exposure to wind or sun, the frostbite on my face has faded a bit.

It was definitely a miracle that she survived, and the person who created the miracle was Lv Cong.

To express her gratitude, she borrowed pen and paper, wrote a letter, and asked Captain Wen to bring it to her.

Captain Wen acted as the postman and delivered it the same day.

There might be some germs on it, so he dried it in the sun.

The Crown Princess once said that the sun is sterilizing, and it is very good for the body to bask in it from time to time...

Yan Xian helped Wu Contact get the letter.

Lu Cong sat on a rocking chair in the courtyard, with high school textbooks and a cup of hot tea beside her hands, and the dogs lying beside her.

She took the warm letter and read it slowly.

Because of the quarantine, she almost forgot about Yan Xing.

This woman should be somewhat capable, so it doesn't matter if she takes a look, since she is idle anyway.Her calm expression became more serious as she looked behind her.

Yan Xian asked, "What did she write?"

"She said that she knew that I was the one who gave the streptomycin and that I was the one who wrote the prescription. She wanted to thank me especially and tell me how to alleviate the third calamity free of charge." Yu Cong gave him the letter.

Yan Xian didn't want to look and asked directly, "What next?"

"If you want to resolve the disaster, you have to chase your luck back. Ten years ago, my luck was forcibly divided into three.

Shubaiteng accounts for the largest proportion, accounting for a full [-]% of my luck. As time goes by, great wealth will definitely come to me!
It's a pity that Shu Baiteng lost his body first, and then his appearance, and now not even the last half of it is left.

She also said that Yu Yaoyao shared [-]% of my luck, but the Yu family could not bear my wealth. Even if she got [-]%, her life would not be happy. "

It’s so lush to think about, isn’t it?
According to the plot in the book, Yu Yaoyao married Zheng Jiahao and gave birth to a son the year she died in the reed swamp.

Uncle Yu treated his son-in-law as his own son. Not only did he not hide his secrets, but he also passed on the Yu family's ancestral recipes to him with all his heart.

When the situation improved later, Zheng Jiahao relied on his craftsmanship to open a chain of large hotels, which became famous at home and abroad.

At first Zheng Jiahao was nice to Yu Yaoyao, but he was restless and would take his secretary to the hotel from time to time. Later, Yu Yaoyao discovered him.

Because he was afraid that his reputation would be affected, he coaxed Yu Yaoyao to promise that he would change, but privately he still went his own way.

Yu Yaoyao has never suffered much since she was a child. She didn't expect that love would be the biggest pain in her life. After losing love, she would be a little stupid and let Zheng Jiahao do it.

But in the end, Yu Yaoyao died in an accident. Uncle Yu and Ma Fang could not accept their daughter's death and directly reported the case.

The police were not vegetarians. They investigated the Zheng family thoroughly in a few days and even uncovered Yu Yaoyao's huge insurance policy.

He was definitely the one who hired the murderer.

As for Zheng Jiahao's parents, when their daughter-in-law asked them to take care of their son, they said that they only had one son in the Zheng family and that he was the backbone of the family. As they got older, they could only listen to his son in the future.

Now the daughter-in-law is gone and the son has been sentenced.

They can only live on their daughter.

Although the Zheng family is unlucky, Zheng Jiaqian's career is flourishing.

After she took over the hotel, she became an outstanding strong woman, appearing in newspapers and accepting media interviews many times.

Although Zheng Jiaqian is not as powerful as the heroine Shu Baiteng, she is still in the upper class society, has a good love and career, and has children.

When her children grow up, they are also very filial to her...

As Lulu's mind wandered, he saw the last paragraph in the letter.

A nasty matter like taking away one's luck and extending one's life, when there are relatives intertwined in it, is the easiest to conceal among the many Taoist methods...

Yu Cong quickly thought about these relatives in his mind.

It all feels suspicious, but something is not quite right.

Because most of these relatives are passers-by and cannon fodder in the book.

Apart from Shu Baiteng, she really couldn't think of anyone else...

"Lao Yan, after Yan's nerves have completely recovered, I still want to ask about this situation. I don't believe it. I don't understand."

"Xiao Cong doesn't hold any grudge against her at all?" Yan Xian stared at the small jar tenderly.

Her skin was like snow, and her clear eyes were moving, wondering what the hell she was thinking.

He waved his little hand grandly and said, "I don't care about her at all, what's the point of holding a grudge?
Besides, even if I want to hold a grudge, I have to figure things out first..." (End of Chapter)