The world is so wild, I want to go to Kang Kang

He had no father or mother, no knowledge or distinction, which was his earliest memory. Later, he mixed in the chaos of the human world and learned about worldly affairs and acquired these earthly marks.

"Ahem, in all your decades of worldly experience, you have never been involved in women? I heard Mu Xi mentioned that day that you are so different from the previous person, won't you be discovered?"

Looking at Shi Yue in a daze, he finally realized what she meant by asking these questions.

“Uh, I, I didn’t understand it before, and I didn’t have the energy to do this kind of thing.” In fact, he had a hard time staying alive at that time, but he was struggling with the mixed cultivation at the bottom level, and his life was doomed to the Black Abyss.

"You've been the sect leader for more than ten years, and you still don't have any?"

"Mu Zhen never mentioned it. I, I have always claimed to the outside world that I was practicing in seclusion."

It seemed so. Mu Zhen would definitely not truly regard him as his son. He was just a puppet, so how could he be qualified to enjoy such careful care.

But she was really curious, didn't he have any needs of his own?

He thought she was being disgusted, and hastily assured her, "I will improve. I am quite good at learning and imitating. You can teach me in the future."

"Okay." She agreed readily.

It was a rare moment of peace and quiet for the two of them. Although the surroundings were dark and simple, it couldn't hide the sweetness that was gradually warming up in their hearts.

Shi Yue stood up, thinking that it was almost time to go out.

Muji walked ahead, holding her hand, the tunnel was too dark.

As he was about to go out, he suddenly remembered the problem he had ignored before.

"Shi Yue, how did you spend those ten years?"

He was talking about the ten years when she fell into the abyss.

The quiet and cramped space, as well as the pitch-black surroundings, perfectly concealed the surging hatred and pain in her eyes.

Her eyes were slightly cold, "You don't know?" She thought it was the ten years of suffering he gave her after he escaped.

Hearing that her voice seemed wrong, Mu Ji hurriedly explained, "I was taken away by Mu Zhen before I fell. In fact, I never entered the Black Abyss."

Oh, she originally thought that at least they would die together, but it turns out that she was tortured.

Oh, I forgot there was a Zaiwu. Maybe he is really dead.

"Burning, freezing, stabbing, grinding..."

Everything that happened back then is still vivid in my mind, and the painful and numb experience seems like yesterday.

"That must be the eighteenth level of hell."

She put away her sarcasm and replaced it with a sad look that could not bear to look back, "You have no idea what I have been through."

Muji felt very distressed but couldn't say any words to comfort her because it was all his fault.

The beginning of the two of them was too extreme.

He opened his arms and hugged her, "Shi Yue, let's forget about it. I will treat you well in the future."

She didn't respond, but just put her arms around his waist.

Let's wait and see what happens in the future.

"Plague, it's really a plague!"

"The plague is coming!"

"what--"

When the plague hit, the whole city wept.

"Miss Shi, what should we do? There are so many people blocking the door asking for shelter." Qing Yuan came to report that now all the cultivation families in the city have provided free clinics. Of course, the Mu family is more generous, not only providing free clinics but also providing a place to hide.

However, there were also many people who came here because of its reputation. Those who arrived late had no way to return the same way and could only kneel at the door and beg.

"I'll go out and see."

Shi Yue couldn't really remain indifferent. As a doctor, she should do her part.

"Miss Shi, this is not possible. The Sect Master has ordered us to take good care of you. What if something happens to you when you go out?"

Qing Yuan and others blocked his way, their faces filled with worry and anxiety.

"It's already late. As a doctor, how can I just stand by and watch?" After saying that, he pushed them away forcefully and walked towards the door.

Sure enough, everywhere I looked, the whole city was in chaos.

The infected and the uninfected were mixed together, and once someone showed signs of vomiting blood, everyone nearby wanted to teleport 800 miles away. In the face of natural disasters and human lives, the warmth and coldness of human nature were clear.

Shi Yue covered his mouth and nose with a white cloth that had been fumigated with moxa, walked through the dense crowd, came to the free clinic set up by the Mu family, and participated in the treatment.

This plague came strangely. Not long ago, it was just a cold with common coughs and tears. Later, the condition worsened and the patient had a high fever. Now it is spreading suddenly and rapidly, and the symptoms have become vomiting blood, ulcers all over the body, etc.

How can she cure the disease if she doesn't understand the cause? Apart from slowing down their death, she finds that she seems to be completely powerless.

"Qingyuan, quickly bring some people and divide the team into two groups: those who already have symptoms and those who have no problems yet." At the very least, we need to reduce cross-infection.

She observed that most of the patients did not die from the plague, but from vomiting blood and festering. What they could do was either stop the bleeding or stop the festering from spreading throughout the body.

After discussing with several free clinic doctors, they found a prescription that could stop bleeding and ulcers, and told their staff to quickly get the medicine and boil it. They also found alternative herbs and sent people to pick them in the back mountain.

It took an entire afternoon to classify the patient groups. Those with different symptoms naturally could not be grouped together.

Symptoms vary in severity and need to be ranked, with the more severe ones being more urgent.

"I, I feel very uncomfortable. I must be a seriously ill patient. Why am I classified as a patient with mild symptoms?"

A middle-aged man was dissatisfied with the position he was assigned and shouted at them.

"Yeah, my condition is obviously worse than his, so why am I here?"

"How can a dignified Xuanhuang Mansion be so careless? Are they not going to save those with mild symptoms? What kind of logic is this?"

When there are many patients and few medical resources, such contradictions are inevitable.

The existing stock is not enough, and it takes time to pick the herbs. People who don't get the medicine immediately will inevitably be afraid of missing the best time for treatment, so this contradiction is inevitable.

When one person calls, a hundred people respond.

The line that had just been in order soon became chaotic, and some people even started to snatch the herbs from others. Those who couldn't grab them, and the strong and healthy people whose symptoms were not serious enough at that time, set their sights on their shops.

"There must be more medicine in there. We have strength in numbers. Let's rush over and divide it among everyone."

In a short while, they were surrounded.

The protective guards were also trapped outside and couldn't get in, and Shi Yue was pushed and staggered.

What should I do? It's a complete mess. If I delay any further, the situation will get even worse.

"Don't push, everyone has a share, we really don't have any left here."

Her voice was drowned out by the crowd. Even if someone heard it, they would just think it was an excuse and would remain unmoved.

"Miss Shi, Miss Shi," Qing Yuan wanted to come over and help her up, but he couldn't move, "Don't squeeze my girl, all of you move away."

"what--"

When Shi Yue was about to take a step forward, a space in front of him became empty.

Those people were ejected forcefully.

"Shi Yue, are you okay?"