Master White Cat is very arrogant

"Sheriff!" The guard who had been with Sheriff Otto for many years had already burst into tears.

"You can't let infected people go out! You must stop the black death! I may not see that day..."

Otto knew he didn't have much time, so he told his subordinates to keep working.

He was afraid that he would not see Oran City regain its color.The crystals lingered in the eye sockets, gathered into strands, and slid down the cheeks.

"I'm Dr. Swift, can I show Sheriff Otto?!"

Among the quiet crowd, Kong Chantian's voice was exceptionally clear.

"Doctor Swift?!" The guard's eyes sparkled.

The crowd's attention was focused on Kong Chantian. This beaked doctor in black protective clothing was like a god descending, bringing a little light to the desperate people!

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Fortunately, the original Zen Swift had superb medical skills, otherwise Kong Chantian would not know what to do.

In the barracks with harsh conditions, Kong Chantian used knives, candles, alcohol, and bandages to remove the bullet stuck in the abdomen of the injured Otto.

"Thank you!"

People in the army looked at Kong Chantian with admiration and gratitude in their eyes.

"What's the situation with you guys?" Kong Chantian sat on a chair to rest tired after the operation, saw Otto's guards wipe Otto's body, and took the opportunity to ask.

"We got the director's order to guard the exit of the city gate and not let people from outside come in, and people from inside were not allowed to go out. But the damn director actually slipped away with his lover, leaving his wife in the city.

We were leaderless and didn't know what to do, but fortunately Sergeant Otto stepped forward and directed us.Otherwise, the city gate would have been broken long ago, and the infected people in Oran would go outside to infect more people! "

Kong Chantian's gaze stayed on the comatose Sergeant Otto, he did not expect that Sergeant Otto would have such courage.

"Sergeant Otto, why didn't I agree to seal the city? Now that it's closed, many infected people have already escaped, okay?!" Kong Chantian was brooding over Sergeant Otto's refusal of him.

The captain of the guard sighed, "Later, Sergeant Otto also regretted it, but unfortunately it was too late. Sergeant Otto told us the reason: he was afraid! He was very afraid of the raging plague! Because his great-grandmother suffered Such a damned disease!

His great-great-grandmother lived in the darkest age. The Black Death ravaged Western Europe, bringing death that was far inferior to the wars among humans.At that time, medical technology was backward, and the first thing people thought of when they were sick was not to see a doctor, but to pray.In the face of the Black Death, prayer is no match for the virus.The monastery where the sick were treated suffered heavy casualties.

The method of "treating" the Black Death at that time was too simple and easy to use. No matter it was the Black Death or any other disease, the treatment was either bathing or bloodletting.But... Those technologies are completely useless against the Black Death, aren't they?But this was already the "best" medical treatment available at that time.The bird's beak mask at that time could not prevent the plague virus from invading, and the death rate of the doctors who treated the disease was high.

In the battle against the "Black Death", none of the doctors in Montpellier survived.In Venice, 24 of 20 excellent physicians fell.Even the pope's physician died of the bubonic plague.

My colleagues fell one by one, but the epidemic doctors still went deep into the epidemic area to take care of the patients every day. They directed the remaining survivors to carry the corpses to be burned, and used the surviving monastery to isolate healthy people from the patients. Save the remaining survivors.

The Black Death was terrible. At that time, 2500 million people died in Western Europe to stop the catastrophe. Our city of Oran has only 10 people, and it cannot be cured at all! "

After saying that, the guard cried, "We can't beat the Black Death... we all have to die!"

"No! We still have a chance!" Kong Chantian said.

"What?" The guard couldn't believe it.

Kong Chantian told the guards about his plan and the number of people supporting him.

There seemed to be hope in front of the guard's eyes, "Is it possible?" He still didn't believe it.

"Aren't miracles created by humans?!" Kong Chantian smiled.

"Okay, okay!" The guard said excitedly several times, "We want to join! Since it is possible, we must defeat the Black Death!"

Win over those in power!

Kong Chantian told the guards to guard the city gate strictly and not let any citizen out after Sergeant Otto woke up.

In the past few days, they have seized the time to inject serum into the infected citizens, and strive to restore the stability of Oran City as soon as possible!

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Kong Chantian went back.

He happened to bump into Qi Man who was arranging the follow-up work. When he came back, he brought a truck full of serum, bringing hope to the citizens of Oran City.

"Those who know how to inject the medicine stand to the left, and the others stand to the right. In a team of two, one injects the patient with the serum and the other carries the medical equipment. Dr. Swift and I are in a team.

We start from the northwest of Oran City and head towards the southeast. We hope that everyone will work together to guard their homes! "

"We can do it!" Merlin yelled.

"There is no difficulty that cannot be overcome!" Mrs. Mayi was full of fighting spirit.

"Yes! We can!"

"Nothing is impossible!"

"We have so many people working together, and the serum provided by Mr. Anos, it will definitely work!"

Kong Chantian stood outside the crowd, quietly looking at Qi Man, who was the most dazzling in the crowd.

Kong Chantian was extremely fortunate.Fortunately!Fortunately, I met Qi Man!Met such a lovely group of people!

Qi Man's gaze suddenly met Kong Chantian's gaze, Qi Man curled his lips and revealed a charming smile.

Kong Chantian returned a smile.

Nothing is more important than human life and being alive, after all, how beautiful this colorful world is.

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Kong Chantian was wearing a black epidemic medical uniform, a black bird beak mask, and walking through the sparsely populated streets with a cane in his hand.

Qi Man carried the medicine box, obediently following Kong Chantian like a big white bird.

Kong Chantian pushed open the wooden door, which creaked all over the old wooden door, the room was pitch black, and there was a rotten smell.

Kong Chantian couldn't smell through the bird's beak mask, but Qi Man's night vision was excellent, and he could see the dying person lying on the bed.

Qi Man took Kong Chantian's hand and shook his head at him. Kong Chantian understood Qi Man's meaning and drew a cross on the door with a wooden stick, indicating that someone died in the house, and reminded those who dealt with it to remember to burn the house.

Kong Chantian let out a long sigh, this was already the No. 20 dead person he met along the way.

Life is really fragile!

Kong Chantian pushed open the door of the next house, and there was a skinny man lying on the bed inside, his breathing was weak, as if he was about to die in a second.

Kong Chantian approached the room and used a wooden stick to pick off the clothes on the patient's arm, "serum."

Qi Man took out a tube of serum from the medicine box and handed it to Kong Chantian.

"We will inject you with serum, you have to persevere! Only by living can you see hope." Kong Chantian encouraged the patient in a low voice.

"What's the use of living?!" the patient said weakly, with tears rolling down his eyes, "My wife and children all died in the Black Death, so what's the point of me living?"

Kong Chantian replied: "The deceased has passed away, so don't mourn! Carrying the hope of the deceased, living a healthy life is what they want you to do most!"

"Really?" The patient couldn't believe it.

"Yes! This world is actually very exciting!" Kong Chantian put away the medicine tube, his eyes sparkled.

He no longer has the bad temper of being world-weary, after all, the world is still very beautiful, isn't it? !

Qi Man held Kong Chantian's palm to give him encouragement.

"Thank you!" Kong Chantian's mouth moved weakly, and his voice was like a mosquito.

Qi Man's hearing was perfect, and he heard Kong Chantian's words clearly.

The owner no longer has the bad temper of being world-weary, which is really something that makes the cat... oh, not the dream beast!

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Unity of all people, its profit breaks gold!

The figure of Dr. Bird's Beak walked from the northwest to the southeast of Oran City. They were like a lamp in the dark night, dispersing Oran City under the shadow of the Black Death.

Thick smoke was billowing, and items and clothes with viruses were burned; heavy rain washed away the bloody and dead air of Oran City;

The number of people on the street gradually increased, and smiles reappeared on people's faces.