A ragged, somewhat unkempt little girl stood on tiptoe desperately, stretched her arms, and handed over the pottery bowl with several holes. Her face was a little timid, as if she had been frightened by the harshness of the officials just now.

Her words were vague and authentic: "My lord, my mother is sick...can you give me a little more?"

The vicious official gave her a sudden look, and the little girl was so frightened that she couldn't even hold the pottery bowl steadily.

The official took out a bag from his chest, carefully took out some dried meat, put it in a spoon, put it in the hot porridge and scalded it for a while, and then put it all into the little girl's broken bowl.

These jerky are his own rations.

When his daughter-in-law heard that he was going to do such a dangerous job, she specially asked other sergeants to entrust it to him.

"Hunzi, bring me a roasted sweet potato!"

"Got it!"

Then a roasted sweet potato flew over, the official caught it and handed it to the little girl.

"Come and get it if you don't have enough! Anyway, those soldiers have a lot of free time, building fires to keep warm and roasting sweet potatoes every day!"

The others swallowed.

The official immediately said fiercely: "Whoever dares to snatch it, I won't wait for the epidemic, I will kill you now!"

"Thank you, sir." The little girl hugged the sweet potatoes eagerly in her arms, and quickly ran into the crowd.

"Drink porridge every day, can you change it!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Many refugees expressed dissatisfaction.

"Of course, tomorrow's porridge should be thinner, how about it?"

"Shh..."

Immediately aroused boos.

"Fuck, you gangsters are so aggressive, you don't have to do any work, and you still have three meals a day!"

Suddenly no one spoke.

In the past, they all had two meals a day...

There is no shortage of food in Jizhou, and the reason for controlling it is because of Chen Qun's concerns.

When you've eaten and drank enough, it's time for someone to make trouble.

The most important thing is to prevent escape!

There is food, drink, and warmth here.

Someone cares.

Only a fool would run away!

If you run away, there will be no food.

"Old Wang, why are you showing kindness?" The sergeant who threw the sweet potatoes before asked with a smile.

"I show kindness every day. Didn't you see it? She is too young. After suffering such a crime, it's hard to say whether she will survive tomorrow."

"Sure, Dongyang King is here, so it's not your turn to worry about it!"

Seeing this scene, Liu Ke didn't know what to say. Such a tragedy is more worrying than the war.

As a soldier, you know what you will face in the future.

But these people face death in a daze.

When the work was over, the two chatted around the fire, laughing from time to time.

The night gradually fell silent, and the snow had a gloomy feeling.

"How?" Liu Ke asked Hua Tuo.

"The situation is okay, this heavy snow is very timely." Hua Tuo said.

If there is no heavy snow, there will be no severe cold in winter.

The plague will spread rapidly and intensify.

"Tomorrow, the old man will start to adjust the medicinal materials. As for whether it is effective, we will not know until we try it."

Liu Ke nodded. With "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" as a reference, Hua Tuo's work progressed very quickly.

However, Hua Tuo couldn't guarantee whether the specific medicine would be effective.

After all, the current medicines are all tasted by doctors themselves.

Liu Ke didn't ask too much, after all, he had his own way.

Chen Qun is preparing.

Liu Ke chatted with Hua Tuo for a long time, until in the snowy night, there was the sound of horseshoes, which was very clear in this night.

In the barracks, the sound of horseshoes is normal.

But Liu Ke vaguely heard the sound of commotion.

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