The next day, all the medicinal materials distributed by the imperial court and donated by the pharmacists in each medicine hall were finished. Chen min'er arranged the affairs in the medicine hall and went out of the Xicheng gate and straight to Shanxi with the team transporting grain and grass.

Along the way, I often met the refugees who fled famine, dressed in rags and supporting the old and the young. From time to time, I saw the victims lying on the roadside because of hunger and illness. She was a doctor. Seeing such a situation, she should have helped and tried her best to treat it. But when she thought that people were dying all the time in Shanxi, she realized for the first time what it means to focus on the overall situation. She didn't save in case of death in order to save more people. She tried to restrain her guilt and hurried on the way all the time.

Along the way, there were several rogue bandits. Most of the so-called rogue bandits were victims who were desperate and unscrupulous in order to survive. Whether your medical team went to save people or not, they waved wooden sticks and rushed up like crazy to rob materials. Zhongda took Mu Heng's guards to protect her and the accompanying doctors and herbs, while the officers and soldiers in charge of escorting grain and grass mercilessly killed the flocking refugees, including women, children and children.

At first, Chen miner would shout to the officers and soldiers not to kill and drive them away. Obviously, she was too naive. Seeing that an officer and soldier was about to cut a seven or eight year old boy with a knife, Chen miner rushed over and protected the little boy without thinking. If Zhongda hadn't been quick in his eyes and hands, it would be Chen miner.

However, before Zhongda could recover from the shock, the child protected by Chen min'er felt a sharpened stick and stabbed Chen min'er.

"Min'er, be careful..." Zhong liangfei kicked the child to the ground. Mu Heng's guards came forward with a flash of white light. A blood hole was opened in the child's chest. The blood gurgled out. The child stared at the food loaded on the cart until he died. His eyes were very round and round. There was no sadness, anger, pain, but blankness.

Chen min'er looked numbly at the child lying in a pool of blood. The cries of murder and screams in her ears and the puffing sound of the tip of the knife into the meat hit her heart like huge stones, which made her unable to breathe.

Why? She saved the child regardless of her own safety, but the child wanted to poison her? She can't understand. Can she casually deprive others of their lives in order to survive? Regardless of good or bad, there is no injustice or hatred.

Zhong Da, in a cold sweat, came over and sighed, "girl, you have a pure heart, but these people are already crazy. That's the case in the famine years, not to mention killing people and eating people. Girl, you still focus on the overall situation. Don't try your luck."

Zhong Liang also comforted: "don't think about it. We still have a task."

Yeah! There is also a task. She is related to the lives of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, but she still can't let go. This behavior is incomprehensible and unacceptable to her who is full of great medical sincerity.

The farther west, the worse the situation is. What you see can only be described as devastated floating corpses everywhere. It's unimaginable that a flood will turn this rich land into a purgatory on earth. What have local officials done to rebuild their homes and treat their diseases?

Zhongda said, "if only floods and plagues are not enough to cause such serious consequences, the inaction of local officials, and what's more, there are also some who take the opportunity to make national wealth."

It's much more fishy. In my early years, I followed adults to March East and West, and even saw more miserable scenes.

Chen miner's mood can no longer be described as heavy.