That night.

Zhang Hongyun and his party, after a whole day of handover, are basically familiar with the current treatment process in the three districts.

It is nothing more than refining the medicine, and then having someone send it out for a final review.

It's just that although the process is simple, with the doctors in the third district, their entire medicine refining team is less than 5,000 people.

The amount of work to supply nearly two million patients is evident.

After a busy day, Zhang Hongyun dragged his exhausted body back to their station.

"Elder Brother, I can't stand it anymore!"

"I feel like my head is going to explode right now."

"After living for so long, the first time I think about refining medicine, I want to vomit."

Zhang Hongyun listened to the complaints of the disciples and did not say much.

After all, he thought so too.

It's so tiring!

In a drowsy state, they could not take care of the poor living conditions at the moment.

Spreading out the blanket and laying on the grass, Zhang Hongyun finally fell asleep.

For a time, on the broad grass, snores were heard everywhere.

Also at this time.

A painful wailing sound spread all around.

The loudness of the voice directly awakened all the doctors.

"What's the matter, what's the situation!"

Zhang Hongyun asked sleepily.

Ma Bond happened to rush over at this time.

At this moment, his face was full of anxiety.

"Sorry for disturbing the rest of the doctors."

After apologizing, he went on to explain.

"You should also know about the situation in our three districts."

"We have developed an antidote to the infection, though."

"But there are too many people on the front lines, and the illness has dragged on for so long."

"Many people can't stand it anymore!"

Falling to the ground with his voice.

Not far away, the densely packed torches lit up.

With the weak light, Zhang Hongyun saw corpses one after another, being carried out of the camp continuously.

And there was a continuous cry of crying.

The grief-stricken cry made Zhang Hongyun uneasy, and his brows were tightly twisted into a ball.

Seeing this, Ma Bond hurriedly persuaded him.

"Doctor Zhang, you don't need to worry about it!"

"Can't bear it, this is their life, no wonder you!"

As he said that, he posted a reminder.

"It's been such a busy day, you're all exhausted, you'd better rest early!"

The discourse ends here.

But the caravan added another sentence.

"During this time, hundreds of thousands of people died here every night."

"We've all accepted our fate, we're used to it!"

"Doctor Zhang, it's getting late, you all continue to rest, there are still many things to do tomorrow!"

With Ma Bond's voice, he landed.

Zhang Hongyun was already flushed with anger.

"Master Ma, what are you talking about?"

"There are so many people every day, you actually said that you are used to it?"

"As the leader of a sect, aren't you afraid of the hearts of the people below you when you say something like this?"

After being scolded by his righteous words.

Ma Bond instantly showed guilt.

"Hey!"

He let out a long sigh, expressing his helplessness.

"What can I do!"

"We can only blame us. There are too few doctors in the third district."

"If you want to blame, you can only blame them for their bad life!"

As he said that, he turned his back and punched his nose.

In an instant, Ma Bond was full of tears.

In the eyes, it is full of helplessness.

"That's it, that's it!"

"You guys have a good rest, I'm going to help dispose of the corpses of their group of miserable people."

"This is life!"

"I feel pity for the wives, children and parents behind them!"

Zhang Hongyun understood the last sentence, and his heart felt like being struck by lightning.

The tightly clenched fists were already shaking at this moment. JrNovels.com