Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

While Jiang Jiyun was fighting fiercely with the Japanese spies, many people in the city were already suffering unspeakable pain and torture.

While running, Peng Yongyan suddenly felt that breathing became extremely difficult, as if his throat was tightly strangled by something, and his body began to itch at the same time.

He suppressed the discomfort and quickly swallowed the special medicine he carried with him.

Just as he took the pill, his attention was attracted by several people around him.

Those people were rolling on the ground in pain, scratching their bodies desperately with their hands, as if this could slightly relieve the maddening itching.

When Peng Yongyan saw this, he hurried forward and bent down to check their condition.

He carefully lifted the hem and sleeves of one of the men and was shocked by the injuries on his body.

The man's arms and abdomen had been scratched by himself, and the skin was torn and bleeding. It was a horrible sight.

"what……"

When Peng Yongyan heard the shrill screams of these people, his heart was broken.

He didn't care about anything else and quickly took out the special medicine from his pocket and fed it to them as quickly as possible.

However, the amount of special medicine he carried was limited after all. After saving more than a dozen people, he found that the medicine was gone.

Faced with people who were still struggling in pain, he felt helpless and his heart was filled with guilt and helplessness.

"You must guard the city gate and never let anyone out!" Peng Yongyan gritted his teeth and shouted to the dozen people he rescued.

Then he turned around and ran away without hesitation, looking for Jiang Jiyun who was fighting fiercely with the Japanese spies.

When he finally found the man who was fighting fiercely, the little guy's clothes were tattered and he looked like a little beggar.

"Xiao Yun!" Peng Yongyan's heart tightened, fearing that he would accidentally hurt her, so he shouted at the top of his lungs before shooting.

When Jiang Jiyun heard the sound, he turned around suddenly and saw Peng Yongyan hiding in the corner and peeking around.

She immediately yelled in a complaining voice, "Brother Peng, they're going to destroy the whole city!"

Peng Yongyan did not dare to delay for even a moment. He raised his gun and fired while quickly approaching Jiang Jiyun.

When he came to Jiang Jiyun, he said breathlessly, "I already know that there is a virus in the city, and many people have been infected. They must have taken action a long time ago, otherwise these people would not have attacked so quickly!"

Jiang Jiyun looked at him in astonishment, his movements involuntarily pausing as he asked in disbelief, "Virus? The Japs are using a virus again?"

Peng Yongyan quickly told her the symptoms he had observed in those people. "Yes, it looks a bit like the plague. It spreads very quickly, and those people look very painful."

At the moment when the two of them were talking, the people wearing gas masks opposite them quickly disappeared from their sight.

Jiang Jiyun and Peng Yongyan didn't bother to chase after the person. They turned around and ran towards the crowded place.

"Brother Peng, you see there's a house with an open gate over there. Let's boil water here and make some medicine to save people. There must be tens of thousands of people in this entire city, and I don't have that many special medicines right now." Jiang Jiyun looked at the house in front of him, thinking in his mind, and frowned as he spoke.

She knew very well that most of the medicines had been given to the troops, and the soldiers on the front line had a great demand for them.

Moreover, the battlefield is not just in one place, so the battle costs for Ma Ge and his team are even greater.

Therefore, she is now unable to restore the health of all the people in the city immediately.

However, as long as the virus can be controlled and its spread is prevented from causing more deaths, this is already the best outcome.

Peng Yongyan and Jiang Jiyun walked into the empty yard next to them. It seemed that the family had fled. The yard was empty and there was no one in it.

So, the two of them set up a stove in the yard without any hesitation and prepared to boil water.

Peng Yongyan was busy making a fire with his nimble hands, while Jiang Jiyun took out some herbs for clearing heat and disinfecting from his own space.

She carefully selected and processed the herbs before putting them into the big pot.

In order to make the decoction more effective, Jiang Jiyun temporarily put nearly twenty spiritual spring water grains into a large pot of water.

She also used a pen to tell her brother about the virus infection in the city, telling him that she and Brother Peng could solve it, so they could go out and kill the Japanese without worry.

"Are you...are you doctors? Can you...can you save...save my child..."

A woman's weak voice came from the door. She smelled the scent of herbs and came over with her child in her arms, gritting her teeth.

When Jiang Jiyun heard the noise coming from the door, he looked up hurriedly and saw a haggard and anxious woman lying on the threshold of the door.

She quickly put down the spoon in her hand, scooped up half a bowl of medicine, and walked quickly to the woman.

She said with concern, "Auntie, wait a while until it cools down a bit before drinking this medicine to see if it works. I haven't had time to control the dosage yet. If you're worried about it being poisonous, you can wait until I've mixed the dosage before trying again."

The woman was obviously extremely anxious. She didn't even have time to respond to Jiang Jiyun's words. She hurriedly put the unconscious child in her arms aside, took the bowl of medicine, and drank it all without hesitation.

"Cough, cough, cough..." As soon as the medicine entered her throat, the woman began coughing violently, and her face turned red in an instant.

However, she had no time to care about her burned throat. She just looked at Jiang Jiyun anxiously and pointed at the child lying on the ground.

Seeing this, Peng Yongyan immediately brought a bowl of medicine that had been slightly cooled by him and walked quickly to the woman.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly picked up the child, skillfully opened the child's mouth with one hand, took the medicine bowl with the other hand, and carefully fed the medicine into the child's mouth.

Jiang Jiyun watched all this nervously, praying silently in his heart that the medicine would work for the child.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the child swallowed the last mouthful of medicine.

After a while, the mother and son's faces gradually regained some color. Although the wounds on their bodies were still painful, the unbearable itch had disappeared without a trace.

"It's really okay, it's okay, thank you, thank you..." The woman thanked excitedly in a hoarse voice.

Those who smelled the medicine slowly approaching and heard that the medicine was really effective, they all ran over to ask for it.

"Bring your own bowls and cups, we don't have that many things." Peng Yongyan shouted loudly as he saw more and more people coming.