Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

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At the mouth of the Shili desert village outside the city, there is a deep pit that has been washed out by heavy rain. The entire village has already escaped, some to the capital, some to other places, the village has long been ruined, the unsettled houses collapsed one by one, looking at it, there is no one intact and still standing House.

Feng Yuxi walked to the village with the forgotten river, and walked to the village while saying, "I went to the hospital last night and told the soldiers to transfer all the bodies to here. After the concentration, they began to burn. But the refugees did not do it. All the dead are their loved ones. They insist on getting into the soil, but now it is so rainy. The ground is full of water and mud. Where is the soil!"

Feng Yu squinted and accelerated his footsteps and quickly reached the crowd.

There were a lot of refugees in the village. Those who had rested for a night in the account, drank hot porridge rice, ate the anti-inflammatory drugs distributed by Feng Yu, and got raincoats. Their bodies have already recovered. At this time, there are already The spirit head ran out to block the Vatican.

She heard many people crying, crying, and crying, crying. There is also a complaint. The sentences refer to the soldiers and soldiers of Xuantian and Dashun who are cold-blooded and ruthless, without humanity. They formed a wall of people, and kept the soldiers out, and they did not let the fire in the hands of the soldiers be poured onto the bodies. Feng Yuxi looked through the cracks of the people and found that many people simply sat in the pile of corpses. A woman holding a child who had been dead for many days burst into tears and kept shouting: "If If you want to burn, just burn me together!"

Xuantian was standing at the forefront of the crowd, facing her back, not wearing the raincoat she specially made for him, nor did she let the soldiers take an umbrella. Then she stood in the rain, Feng Yuxi could see that he was trembled. The shoulders, she knows, this person has been mad at the ignorant refugees.

Quickly stepped forward and rushed to the crowd to walk to Xuan Tianming. He looked back at her and looked at her. The eyebrows wrinkled and said: "What are you doing? Go back!" .

Feng Yuxi shook his head at him, holding his hand in the backhand, and said: "I don't go, I sleep well, the next thing we have to face together." See Xuantian or not Agree, I want her to go back. She simply pointed to the refugees who were surrounded by dead bodies and said to him: "Why should you burn the body, what is the epidemic, and whether it is into the earth or the igneous, I believe in these reasons, believe me!"

Her voice was not small, not only was it heard by Xuantian, but the refugees could hear it, so someone immediately replied - "What is the truth? Of course, it is necessary to be buried!"

Feng Yu turned around and was facing the refugees. After thinking about it, he simply reached into his sleeve and took out the loudspeaker from the space. People saw that she put a strange thing to her mouth, and then when she spoke, the voice suddenly became so big that it was so clear that everyone could hear it in such a heavy rain. Just listen to Feng Yuxi, saying, "Is it safe to enter? You look, where is the soil now? It’s all mud! It’s raining in the sky, flooding underground, even if it’s barely buried in the mud, it’s not enough to sleep. The work was washed away, you can't even see it!"

Someone replied loudly: "Can we see if we can't burn?"

Feng Yuqi shook his head. "I can't see it, and I tell you, so many people burn together. Even if there is ashes, no one can tell who is who!"

"Then you still have to burn!" The woman holding the child was emotional: "I can't let you burn my child, I hug him, where am I, where he is!"

Feng Yu's face is cold, loud: "Yes! But not where you are, where he is, but where he is, where are you!"

For a time, not everyone responded to her what it meant, but there was also a brain-like light. I only thought for a while: "You mean, if we want to keep the bodies of our loved ones, we can only stay in it. In this big pit?"

Xuantian Tian held her hand tightly, and wanted to swear and scream, but was stopped by Feng Yu, then she strode forward and said coldly: "Yes! The deceased has been paralyzed, and this is with the living. Different roads, since some people are unwilling to separate from their loved ones, leave it. It is absolutely impossible to bring the body back to the camp!" She was tired recently, her voice was awkward, but the voice that came out was shocking people.

The sound coming out of the military loudspeakers is unimaginable to the ancients, just as the voice comes from the sky, without roots, but can expand to the square. Such a vision is a certain shock, not to mention the person who speaks is Feng Yu, everyone knows that she is a **** doctor. At this moment, she heard her say, the intelligent person immediately asked: "Why can't you take the body?" Bring back the camp?"

Feng Yuzheng was righteous and finally directed the words to the subject. She asked people - "Have you ever thought about why we have taken the yuko after the rain book, and let you take medicine and injections? You have I have never thought about why I have to carry the body to such a far place. Why do I insist on burning it? I tell you that the flood is not terrible, and the body does not have to be cremated, but if the body is allowed to be thrown away, it will be strong after the rainstorm. Sun, at that time, the body is rotten, the time is rampant, and I and the Nine Dukes are dying out of the city to save you, so hard, exhausted manpower, material and financial resources, and you end up inadvertently want to keep these bodies, so that the epidemic will die one by one. In front of us, isn’t our hard work and hard work in vain? I said that the current situation cannot be buried deeply, and the body is buried in the mud or is washed out by the flood. The decay is faster, the consequences are more terrible than letting go. The county is here to ask you, compared to the cremation, are you willing to look at the bodies of your loved ones in front of yourself? ? Or willing to be decomposed bodies when passing on the epidemic, follow in their footsteps? So disregard the dignity of the deceased, you may have thought about their feelings? "

Feng Yu screamed louder than one, and when he finally received a speech, he listened to Xuantian’s voice and used the internal force to say: “The dead people want the living people to live well, this principle, this Wang does not believe you don't understand!"

The words of the two of them made the originally messy refugees quiet, and even the woman holding the child stopped crying. People were thinking about Feng Yu’s words and thinking about the authenticity of those words. .

In the crowd, a middle-aged man with a slightly medical treatment came forward and squatted at Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuxi. Then he turned and said to the refugees: "You all recognize me, some It’s my folks, some of them are on the way to escape. You all know that I am a doctor. Although I only practice medicine in the mountain village, I have also treated you many times. I have heard all the words of the Ji’an County, she said. It’s true that the horrible thing is not the flood, but the epidemic that may break out at any time after the flood."

His words are not clear to everyone, but the people who heard it will go with the people behind them. Gradually, people know that the doctor on the side of this side also agrees with the words of the Ji’an County, and swears to defend the bodies of their loved ones. The determination has also begun to shake.

Feng Yuqi gently breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked a few steps forward, crossed the refugee piles, and walked to the deep pit, and stood up against the woman holding the child. She said loudly: "If you live, you can continue the life of the child. Someone can give him a water lantern every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Someone can burn some paper money for him in the New Year. If you even die together, Off, who should do these things? How can he be safe underneath?"

Finally, the woman burst into a thunderous cry, but both hands released the child a little. Feng Yuxi quickly ordered to forget Sichuan Huangquan: "Go carry people up!"

The two hoes took the lead and rushed to the pit to smash the woman out. At the same time, several other soldiers also rushed to the rescue of the same emotionally loosened people.

People no longer resist, and the wall of the blocked people automatically dissipates. The mountain village doctor said to Xuantian: "His Royal Highness, burn it!"

Xuan Tianqi nodded and said: "Thank you." Then he waved his hand and told the soldiers around him: "Pow the fire oil."

Under the heavy rain, the oil could not be burned at all. The soldiers poured a bucket of oil into the corpse and threw a torch into it. Suddenly, the fire was shining, and the people who watched the scene began to burst into tears, but no one rushed forward.

Xuantian meditation on the first two steps, a robes, a knee on the muddy ground.

His move took a glimpse of all the refugees. Just when people haven’t responded, it’s time. Seeing that Feng Yuxi also learned how he looked around him, then Feng Yu’s two A gimmick, then a soldier and a soldier, everyone is kneeling in front of this fire. Just listen to Xuan Tian Ming Gao Sheng: "They are my Dashun people, today, the king sent them a ride!"

People suddenly reacted. This is the lord of Jiuyou and the head of Ji’an County, who led the soldiers of the whole army to bury the dead. They were completely shocked, and they were so shocked that they couldn’t take care of it. They looked at this scene one by one and couldn’t believe it.

Is this the legendary murderer who does not blink, is willful, and does not make sense at all? Some people in the private sector call him the king of the nine kings, but who can think of it, is this individual, but can put down the prince of the emperor, with his future Wang Hao robe, to bury the ordinary people?

People's noses are sour. This acid is not because of the pain of the loved ones being influenced by the Sanskrit, but by the sensation and sadness of the nine emperors and the Ji'an County.

They also fell down, but they were not facing the fire, but they were facing the Xuantian dynasty. The refugees will not say anything about the righteousness. They only know that they will deliver the most sincere eyes. The words that are spoken from them are the most direct and simple ones. "Nine Emperors, Ji'an County, Chitose, Chitose, Thousands year old!"