Chapter 1031: :Vicissitudes of life

Qi Le was walking in the small town, listening to the howling sounds from every family on the street.
From time to time, people were covered with white cloth and carried out of the house.
Even if it was just a trial, it was terribly real.
The grief and silence that permeated the entire town cannot be faked.
"Even though what I did was nothing but a drop in the bucket, I still did my part."
Qi Le walked to the street, stood still, and made a decision.
Herbalist distinguishes medicinal materials, diagnoses pulse and prescribes.
Facing the plague, Qi Le, as a doctor, could only do his best to gather medicinal materials and then diagnose and treat patients.
After all, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.
If you want to treat a disease, you only know how to treat it. It's no use without medicine.
However, even if Qi Le wants to do good deeds, those pharmacies may not be willing to give out medicinal materials for free.
In this process, Qi Le was grateful to the families of these patients.
He has also been attacked and abused because of his inability.
But Qi Le always followed his own mind, the mind of a doctor.
Treat illnesses and save people.
Go up the mountain to collect medicine during the day.
Check the pulse and prescribe prescriptions for people at night.
During this trial, Qi Le's cultivation base was sealed, and his physical fitness was nothing more than a strong ordinary person.
Less than four hours of rest a day.
Exhausting brain pulse every night.
Coupled with the hard work of going up the mountain every day to collect medicine, Qi Le's body soon became a little unable to hold it.
No matter how you say it here, it is just an ordinary world without strong power.
The body of an ordinary person can't sustain such a powerful loss.
But Qi Le still did not give up his charity.
To fight this plague with my own meager power.
During this period, Qi Le didn't care, whether it was gratitude and praise, or attack and slander, just doing what he wanted to do.
No regrets or regrets.
I don't know how long this kind of charity has been done, and the plague seems to have gradually subsided.
The number of funerals was much less, and the voice of mourning and music was much less.
But Qi Le also became ill due to long-term fatigue, and fell down when he sent away the last patient.
"Ordinary people's bodies are still too weak."
Qi Le leaned against the wall, the scene in front of him became a little fuzzy.
Looking back on everything that he had experienced since these days, Qi Le seemed to have a clear understanding in his heart.
The world is full of attitudes.
In the face of death, human emotions seem to be presented in the most real way.
Fear, sorrow, despair, grief.
The pain and sorrow of the poor, the struggle for power and gain from the rich.
The joy after healed the disease, the anger that appeared because of the doctor's inability.
The joy, anger, sorrow and joy seemed to be clearly revealed.
"So, is this trial over?"
The scene in front of me seemed to be getting blurred.
Qi Le breathed slowly and asked aloud in his mind.
However, with a flash of white light, Qi Le's memory of the doctor in his mind was deleted, leaving only his feelings in that small town.
Immediately afterwards, Qi Le's eyes went dark.
When he opened his eyes again, Qi Le appeared in the familiar blank space without many fond memories.
However, this time there was no prompt sound.
After waiting for a long time, the voice of the system rang in Qi Le's mind.
System: "Host, in fact, the trial mission this time should allow you to experience the various forms of life. You probably need to experience the lives of thirty or forty characters."
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