It was late at night and the candlelight in the tent swayed.

The leader of the Allied Army sat upright in front of the case, frowned and looked through the book in his hand.

In the corner where no one noticed, a shadow was like a fish swimming skillfully in the tent, blending with the shadow in the blink of an eye.

The leader paused his fingers, closed the book and put it down: "Anzhi."

The shadow just now emerged from the shadow and gradually twisted into Lin Su's appearance. Lin Su stood in the corner, staring at the leader for a moment. In conjunction with this situation, there was a bit of a strange feeling of cold wind.

The leader said: "Anzhi comes to visit late at night, what's the matter?"

"Why did you agree to put ancient diseases?"

As the leader of the alliance, if he firmly opposes it, this matter will never be possible! The middle-aged man who first proposed was also a vassal of the leader, and the family behind him relied on the power of the aristocratic family behind the leader. Lin Su did not believe this proposal without the leader's instructions. Lin Su had been trying to ask clearly these days, but he was too strict in supervision, and the leader was willing to avoid it. He had no choice but to take the risk of a night visit.

The leader of the alliance asked in surprise: "I thought An Zhi would not ask, and it shouldn't be you who will question him. If the disease loses control and does not just fulfill your intention? With your dislike of human nature, the disease loses control and spreads throughout the world, isn't it what you are happy to see?"

Lin Su fell into a brief silence.

The leader looked at the other party's eyes gently, and in just a few breaths, Lin Su took the initiative to avoid his sight. This move made the leader chuck from the bottom of his heart, not ridicule, but was confident in his control as expected. He always thought Lin Su was interesting.

At the age of thirties, ordinary families can prepare to clean up and become grandfather. He is still alone and has no pressure to support his family. The family pressure is borne by the elder brother, and he only needs to support himself. The two face different pressures.

Lin Chun would give up his self-esteem because of making a living, choose to bend down and knock his head into the mud, while Lin Su still left some arrogance. Birth, old age, sickness and death are imminent, and his arrogance and self-esteem were frustrated, but he did not know how to relieve and break free. He could not stand the powerful and the nobles who enjoyed all their own desires and could not stop the unscrupulous privileges of the members of the gods.

You cannot kill the nobles of the upper class, and you cannot save the people of the lower class.

Being sandwiched in the middle is like a puppet pushed by fate, sober and unable to watch all living beings struggle and sink in the mud.

So the idea of ​​everyone returning to the Western Paradise was born.

The life of sentient beings is unfair, and the death of sentient beings is the same.

only--

If Lin Su really wanted to bear the blood debt of a trillion-dollar life, he could not bear it and resisted it in his heart. It was really interesting to see his conflicts and struggles fall into the eyes of the leader. The leader stood up and walked to Lin Su, touching his shoulders: "Anzhi, you are not strong in your heart."

Lin Su had a white face.

“I just don’t want to do that.”

The leader smiled and said, "Quote."

After all, Lin Su still had too many ties and could not let go, so he resisted. If his entire clan had died, there would be no blood relative in the world, he would naturally not resist. The leader of the alliance made a conclusion lightly, but Lin Su wanted to argue but could only swallow it whole.

"Have the leader ever thought about the consequences of the disease being out of control?"

"What's the end?"

"Not only the two places in the northwest and southwest, but even the central region may not be spared! No, not possible, it is inevitable! How many years have the ancient diseases in the inner society existed? How can the leader of the alliance ensure that these diseases will not spread to the central region through the energy of heaven and earth? By then, the families will suffer heavy casualties! Could it be what you want to see?" Lin Su lowered his voice, saying word by word, "Isn't this also contrary to the leader's heart?"

What this leader never wants is an empty shell.

Without people, what's the use of making wealth?

The leader laughed: "How did you know you violated it?"

Lin Su's pupils trembled.

"...An Zhi still doesn't know much about ancient diseases." The leader said indifferently, "According to the records of the internal society, this disease is a great product of human wisdom. From then on, patients do not know pain or hunger. Everyone has a unified idea and obeys the orders. Naturally, there will be no internal struggle again. Isn't this a good thing?"

These words made people like Lin Su feel absurd.

"How different is this from the dead?"

"Living people and dead people are no different to me. I just need them to obey and obey." The leader's tone was calm and without any ups and downs. "Only ants will be controlled by the disease. You and I are not among them... I am just killing some ants."

Ordinary people are just ants, or the worst ants.

A little bit of compassion came from the heart on the head of the alliance: "Let the ants have the ability to think is cruel! Once they see the lives of heaven and man, they will start to suffer! Why is the pain on the earth, and heaven and man in the sky! If they are not satisfied with the existing life, they will circulate what they see and hear all the time in their minds. Let them know that the gap cannot change everything they have, and it will only bring torture."

His eyes looked at Lin Su with a gentle look.

"...Anzhi, let these ants live their lives in a ignorant way, isn't it a kind of compassion? If you are truly compassionate, you should do this. Let them be unable to think, let them have no energy to think, and let them not explore how high the sky is, how thick the earth is, and how big the gap between people is, so that they can achieve true happiness. Anzhi, are you right about what I said?"

Lin Su's source of pain also originated from this.

The poor family insisted on trying to get into a place he shouldn't go!

However, Lin Su has some talent, much better than an ant, at least he is the same as himself, and the leader of the alliance is willing to really express his heart to the other party and say something in his heart: "Anzhi, don't let me down."

Lin Su's eyes were dazed for a moment, and she immediately returned to Qingming.

Spit out the turbid air: "Leader, you are just a quibbling!"

The leader blinked. His mood did not turn bad because of Lin Su's words. Instead, he was a little happy: "An Zhi can't make no one in the world. I also think it's too difficult to make fools feel at ease forever. Look at me, I feel dizzy when I manage the Allied Army these days, let alone manage the vast world, let ants, and fools always run around for life and lose their thoughts?"

"So, external forces need to be used."

"I thought the ancient diseases in the inner society were just right."

He stretched out his hand at Lin Su: "It only takes a few wise men to make peace in the world. If you are peaceful, you are the one I like the most."

Lin Su looked at his hand and left with her sleeves.

The leader was not furious after being refuted, but just looked at his hand and sneered: "An Zhi is still young and has too many ties to him, so he doesn't understand my painstaking efforts... He will understand."

Speaking of which, where are Lin Su's blood relatives coming from?

At the same time, the phantom floating beside Lin Su was so anxious that he turned around: "I thought this leader was a rare Qingliu, but I didn't expect that he was even more crazy than An Zhi, and he was helpless!"

Lin Su paused and said angrily: "Would you scold me again?"

The phantom made a shut up gesture.

But he complained in his heart that the madman still needs madman to treat him. So, when he met this leader, Lin Su's mind improved a lot.

But soon, the phantom decided to take back the sentence.

Lin Su's mind was not good. She became crazy and was equally close to the leader. The phantom was holding the hem of her clothes and sighed.

What kind of evil did you commit? You will not be pure if you die!

The Central Allied Forces sent people to obtain ancient diseases, and the territory of Kangguo also took action quietly. The Imperial Doctor Ling Dong Dao received a confidential letter. He rubbed his eyes and looked at it several times. Afterwards, he was boundless angry: "It's unreasonable, it's unreasonable!"

The Medical Department adheres to the medical ethics of the doctor and does not try every means to create plagues and cholera for the opponent. The army just honestly saves life and helps the wounded. The opponent wants to give Kang Guo such a bad move? Dong Dao was so angry that his blood pressure soared, and he covered his heart for a while and couldn't recover.

His face turned pale and the students were trembling with fear.

Who was so angry about the teacher?

Looking at the quails with their heads down and their necks shrank, Dong Dao became more and more irritable and scolded everyone for being lazy. A group of people were scolded so hard that they could not raise their heads, and no one dared to refute them. If they were more hardworking, Dong Dao was indeed the king of the King of Scrolls, and they were complaining.

Compared to him, who is not lazy?

Dong Dao finished his anger and waved to everyone.

"You can learn by yourself first, and test as usual at noon."

He was not targeting these students - they were students, but in fact they were all folk doctors with rich medical experience, and they had the hope of being promoted to a good seedling for Xinglin doctors. There were even a few who were just short of the assessment to enter the medical temple. They just wanted to be more confident in the assessment, and followed Dong Dao to learn test-taking skills and check for omissions and fill in the gaps - but when Dong Dao thought of the upcoming disaster of the country, he felt that time was tight. If the Heavenly Way gave him more mercy for decades, how could he worry about the lack of medical practitioners?

This kind of man-made disaster can no longer be solved by the heroes on the battlefield.

The key to determining the outcome lies in the Medical Department and in the Medical Doctor.

It is conceivable that Dong Dao’s shoulders are under great pressure.

"...... These ghosts who were killed by thousands of swords! Why can't they calm down for a few days?" Dong Dao gritted his teeth and wanted to catch the culprit and peel off the bones, and make them into students' training aids!

Even if you curse, you dare not relax in your actions.

The first step is to summon all the registered doctors to Zhechong Mansions in various places: "The Lord has the vision and has compiled the book early."

Medical practice in Kangguo must be registered. Even if a barefoot bell doctor cannot miss one, the list is handed over to the Medical Department to coordinate and issue a certificate of medical qualification. The threshold for this certificate is very low, and ordinary barefoot bell doctors can also obtain it. With the certificate, you can receive medical books compiled by doctors from the Medical Department from the government. There will be many prescriptions for common diseases, and doctors are happy to see this.

At first, everyone in the Medical Department did not agree that the threshold was so low.

[Medical skills are related to life, how can we play with children?]

The king just asked indifferently: [Where is the joke? Have you ever thought about how many people in Kang Country? How many doctors can get the qualifications under such a low threshold? Tens of thousands of people can not have a single doctor. Knowing a little bit of fur can save lives...]

It's much better than letting patients die of hardship.

Chen Tang patiently persuaded everyone in the Medical Department: [The threshold is low and it is only temporary. When the medical books you have worked together have achieved results and the number of doctors increases, Wang Ting will naturally raise the threshold for obtaining them. He will also evaluate practitioners every few years. How about this?]

Chen Tang has always been an action faction.

Speaking of words, you can do more in action.

Wang Ting took the lead in proclaiming positively in Kangguo that in the past ten years, doctors have been in a state of improvement in the people of Kangguo. The most typical example is that a Xinglin doctor wants to take good children, but his parents will not drive them away but will be regarded as guests of honor.

These changes are visible to the naked eye.

To Dong Dao, Chen Tang was his mentor.

Although he was not a literary scholar, he knew what it means to "a scholar died for his confidant". He would never allow Kang State to have a good or bad situation!

In addition to mobilizing doctors, herbs also need statistics.

Then he convened a meeting of Xinglin doctors in the royal capital.

"You said that the patient is crazy and inexplicably bloodthirsty, and he can also hurt his life? This kind of strange disease is unheard of..." The Xinglin doctors present included Dong Dao, and the others were either rotating to practice medicine outside or going to war with the army. The scene looked a bit cold.

It’s not OK to describe it alone, you still have to look, listen, ask and talk.
To be continued...