Eternal life?

eternal life?

Dong Dao punched the table with a punch: "It's really ridiculous."

Where is there any immortality in this world?

Even mountains, rivers, lakes and seas cannot be maintained forever, otherwise how could the vicissitudes of life that literati and poets sigh? The body and mortals also seek eternal life? This is the idea that only arrogance and ignorance arises? Dong Dao cursed again: "A mere century of time has been in a mess. How dare you covet eternal life? Is it such a harmful thing?"

If he knew who was the one who was trying to be a big deal, he would be the first to not let the other party go and would have to peel off the skin and bones!

Everyone present, some agreed with him, and some opposed him.

Things are indeed harmful, but their courage is commendable!

If a mortal doesn't fight against the sky, what hope will there be in this life? Isn't the Xinglin doctor just a profession to steal life from the King of Hell? There is nothing wrong with trying to break the life limit, right? But I dare not say these words openly, for fear of accidentally hitting the gun.

Dong Dao couldn't swallow this.

He said viciously: "If everyone is immortal, how many descendants will there be in their lifetime? How many descendants will they give birth to? If you don't understand such a simple truth, you will be stupid!"

If you eat too much, your resources will not keep up. Sooner or later, you will fight and reduce the population by means of war. Dong Dao's life is probably spent in turmoil and barrenness. He grew up in the miserable situation of starvation and was well aware of the amount of pain that war famines would bring.

He hates these things deeply!

At this time, someone muttered in a low voice.

"Where can ordinary people touch eternal life?"

If there is an elixir of immortality, it is only qualified to enjoy the upper class nobles and high-ranking officials. They always control the best resources of the entire society. The lower class is just a mass-produced consumable. It is impossible for Dong Xingdao to have a population explosion that is worried about.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Dao glanced at him.

Adhering to the principle of harmony and friendship first, the Xinglin doctor took the initiative to step up and ease the atmosphere: "It is useless to argue about these things now. The most important thing for us is to come up with a solution as soon as possible. At present, this thing does meet the characteristics of some insects."

It looks like a Gu worm but is not a Gu worm.

However, they can try it with the idea of ​​relieving the Gu.

"... The patient's body energy is only out but not in. If this continues, he will die without waiting for us to come up with a solution."

Dong Dao ordered people to prepare liquid foods with comprehensive nutrition.

After a while, the military servant of the Fourth Route Mansion who was temporarily on duty reported that the feeding was not going well and the patient was struggling madly and could not swallow. Dong Dao waved his hand: "It's very easy. Then he used martial arts to condense a hose from their nose and throat and into their stomach."

Then use a funnel to pour the beaten food into the pipe.

Guaranteed to reach the stomach in one step!

The martial servants of the Fourth Route Mansion did not expect that they could do this.

But it did solve the big trouble.

Everyone speculated that the source of the disease was a special existence similar to the Gu worm, so naturally they had to check more Gu worm classics. The Medical Bureau was not fully equipped. Since Jimo Qiu and Lin Feng were not in the capital, Dong Dao could only ask Ning Yan for instructions. He got the warrant from Ning Yan and then went to borrow it.

It is said to be borrowing, but in fact it is no different from "tracing a house".

Take away all the books from their homes.

"I always do extraordinary things. I hope you don't blame me. I will come to the door to drink and apologize to you next day." The books I collected are not all related to the records of the worms, but may also involve some privacy. Dong Dao did not ask others to read them. He stayed alone for two days and two nights, and did not close his eyes and took a nap in the middle. He read them all. The private content was collected, and the rest was taken out.

He was ecstatic with a roll of handwritten letters in his hand.

Dong Dao claimed to have lived for a long time, but he was not as shocked as today. The source of the disease was most likely not created by a Xinglin doctor, but a product of the previous civilization. Thousands of years ago, this source of the disease also raged on the earth and corpses were everywhere.

If the Gong Xichou brothers or Lin Feng were present, they would recognize that the note was left by a high priest. The [Corpse Vine] raised by Lin Feng was also brought back from a mass pit in a deep mountain forest. There are several notes with different notes next to the record. The handwriting of Lin Feng added some content in detail. The address of the mass pit is near the battlefield between Kanggao and the second country.

But what really made Dong Dao pay attention to it was other notes.

It is better to say it is a comment than to say it is some guesses.

The corpses in the mass graves are all ordinary people whose lives were taken away by the source of the disease. After these ordinary people die, the source of the disease in their bodies is attracted to control their bodies and gathered in the mass graves. A letter owner left a joke next to them: [It is interesting to cut the flesh and feed the eagle.]

Dong Dao lowered his eyes and rubbed these words with his fingers on his belly.

"…Cut the flesh and feed the eagle, are compassionate and selfless?"

There seemed to be a flash of inspiration in his mind.

A ray of hesitation rippled up in the lake of my heart and returned to peace in an instant.

Dong Dao felt that he had refuted his colleagues a bit too early. This seemed to be a good solution and the only way to break the deadlock that could allow him to see hope. The Medical Department used nasal feeding to fill patients with liquid food, but the doctors who cared for the patients also reported the news that the patient's breath of the sea-sighted and weakened, and could not be delayed. Dong Dao stood up and pushed open the heavy wooden door.

With a squeak, the skylight outside the house poured on him.

"Dong Ling, something big is not good!"

Dong Daogang was adapting to the changes in light, and the medical officer of the Medical Department hurried over, panting: "Siru Mansion came to report that someone had an illness and bite several people in the east market, and sent 236 patients!"

This news was like a thunder thunder exploded in Dong Dao's ears.

"What?"

He could hardly stand.

Are patients biting on the streets?

In fact, the situation is no longer as simple as biting people. Last night, a refuneral was bitten to death in a poorer area in the city. When it was discovered at dawn, only half of his body was left. Siru Mansion has been out of nowhere and has caught people everywhere.

There is no airtight wall in the world.

No matter how tightly they covered them, they leaked the news.

There have been rumors of strange cannibalism among the people, and every household is so scared that it is not out of the door. This has also made it difficult for the work of the Siru Mansion. Some corpses died at home and no one has discovered and reported them in time. If the warriors were not sensitive to the aura of this kind of patient and could use the fastest reaction speed to catch and imprisonment, the casualties would have at least exceeded 1,000.

Even so, the Siru Mansion was busy becoming a top.

While arresting, checking, and blocking the news.

The public panic is very serious.

Once the panic reaches the critical point, the common people will escape from the city, and it will be easier to spread the disease. The difficulty of tracing patients will increase exponentially. At that time, even if the king of heaven comes, the situation will be completely out of control! The king's capital Fengluo may fall!

Dong Dao took a deep breath: "I want to enter the palace."

Because the patients exceeded the limit of the medical department's capacity, and in order to prevent the loss of control and affect the surrounding area, a group of patients have been quietly transferred to the temporary battlefield medical department. There are heavy troops guarding the battlefield medical department. Once something goes wrong, the guards will have to be eradicated!

Ning Yan already has the idea of ​​locking down the city.

The upper level messages have always been the most informative.

The people only heard rumors about the epidemic. The Chinese civil and military officials in the court already knew most of the truth. A group of timids began to get sick at home one after another, and moved their families out of the city as soon as possible to hide. Those who were slow to react before they could move their actions, they found that the city gate was blocked.

Siru Mansion visited.

The soldiers with cold light shine makes people feel cold.

There was a quarrel in the hall: "What does Ning Shizhong mean? They just went out of the city to burn incense and pray for blessings, so why did they detain it? Who gave you the power to do this? They detained the families of the imperial officials without authorization, even if you are the Shizhong, I will also write to you!"

Ning Yan said: "Then you go and ingest. You ingest, I will ingest."

The official in the room was so angry that he fell to his back by her words.

He lowered his voice and begged: "Ningtunan, why do you have to kill all the people below? You are kept in the dark by you and don't know what happened. Do you think I don't know? Staying here is death! Your family has not enjoyed you for years, but don't break the incense at home! Why are you still thinking about the grudges you had back then? I have to kill my whole family?"

"I don't plan to harm you."

"You're going to kill me now!"

Over the years, Ning Yan and her parents' family have been lukewarm and unwilling to come and go around during festivals. Even her father was seriously ill and just sent someone to come and see him. He knew that Ning Yan had a knot and refused to forgive him, but broke her bones and had tenses connected to her. He didn't expect her to be so cruel.

He insisted on trapping Ning's incense to death in the city.

"Not only targeting you, everyone is treated equally."

"You are the same as Yan Xingning's daughter?"

Ning Yan mocked: "My daughter is in the city. You uncle, you are going to check it out and confirm whether her identity is true or not?"

"Don't let go?"

"If you don't want to die, you will die in the city."

Once the opening is opened, more and more people will escape, and the panic will become more and more intense. That is when there is really hopelessness.

"Okay, OK, Ningtunan, you wait!"

The middle-aged man wearing a fifth-rank official robe left with his sleeves.

Dong Dao glanced coldly and recognized the young man's identity at first glance.

Three years ago in winter, Ning Yan's father's serious illness caused an old disease. The disease fell like a mountain. In just three days, the condition worsened to the point of dying. The Ning Mansion began to prepare for funeral. Ning Yan came to ask Dong Dao to take action. Dong Dao came to the hospital for her sake.

It took a lot of effort to pull people back from the gates of hell.

The middle-aged man is Brother Ning Yan, the head of the Ning family.

Dong Dao remembers that he is arrogant, no wonder Ning Yan doesn't like to walk with Ning, and the brother and sister are incompatible.

When he entered the hall, Ning Yan had no negative emotions after quarreling with her relatives, and she was not even in a state of turmoil.

"Does Dong Ling have a wonderful solution?"

"There is one, but the attendant needs to agree."
To be continued...