sinovels Chapter 23 I'm Not Leaving
Chapter 23 I'm Not Leaving
"Young hero, it's another half a day's journey to Mu Family Village. Thank you for your hard work during this time."
"Miss Mu, you're too kind!"
Riding alongside Mu Qingyin's carriage, Shen Che continued to observe Liu Zhan's side while searching for a suitable target in the system.
The reason he agreed to take Mu Qingyin home was definitely not because of any worry-free pill, nor because she was beautiful; it was simply because it was on his way.
Yes, it's definitely because it's on the way!
Flying Eagle Village is only a hundred miles away from Mu Family Village; if you ride fast, you can get there in a day. Sending the servants over first will not cause any delay.
They traveled for two days, during which time they exchanged information and introductions.
Shen Che claimed to others that he belonged to no sect or school and was a wandering martial arts practitioner who roamed the world alone.
As for Mu Qingyin, she gave him a brief introduction to the Mu family. The Mu family had been in the medicinal herb business for generations and could be considered the largest medicinal herb merchant in the surrounding counties.
This time, they went to buy medicinal herbs, but unexpectedly encountered robbers on their way home.
According to Mu Qingyin and the others, if they hadn't happened to run into them, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Just imagine what would happen to such an incredibly beautiful young lady from a wealthy family; it's a scene I absolutely dare not even think about.
"One more time!" Sitting leisurely on his horse, Shen Che had nothing to do, so the system in his mind started searching again.
At the same time, countless starlight flashed through his mind, and Shen Che's thoughts were quickly pulled into one of the starlight.
In the blink of an eye, a magnificent city appeared before them.
However, this city was not quite the same as the ones I had encountered before; it seemed to lack a sense of human presence.
The streets and alleys were deserted, the paths were desolate, there were no lively hawkers' cries, no rows of vendors, only bursts of weeping rising and falling.
Looking around, it seemed as if every household was hanging a white sail.
Although the cold wind didn't reach Shen Che, he still felt a chilling aura and a strange coldness emanating from within.
Hmm? Samsung talent?
Soon, Shen Che realized that there were special talents present, and his previous nonchalant attitude vanished.
Samsung employees are hard to find; it's been so many days, but he's finally found one.
According to the system, the other party's talent lies not in martial arts, but in medicine.
This is also good, even better than those martial arts talents. He's currently lacking this when he's traveling the martial world.
"I, you...!"
He excitedly focused his attention on the target, but the next moment, his expression changed.
He had initially thought the man was a top talent, but upon closer inspection, Shen Che felt an urge to unleash a torrent of curses.
Yes, he was indeed a talented person, but the key was that what appeared before him was an old man with white hair and a withered appearance, who looked to be at least seventy years old.
Is this broken system reliable or not? I'm almost in my grave, what good is high talent if I'm already so old?
"Dr. Luo, you have just recovered from a serious illness and should not overexert yourself."
"Dr. Luo? A divine doctor? Wait a minute, what was his talent again? Medical talent?"
Shen Che originally intended to switch away and continue searching, but this title made him stop immediately.
In front of the old man was a middle-aged man in official robes with disheveled hair, who was carefully supporting him.
"No need to help me, I, Luo Qianhua, can still move!"
Breaking free from the middle-aged man's hand, Luo Qianhua hurriedly ran to the medicine cabinet and rummaged through the medicinal herbs inside.
"I've already figured out a way to solve the plague. This time, it will definitely work, it will definitely work!"
"Where are the medicinal herbs? Where are the medicinal herbs here!" Luo Qianhua frantically searched through the medicine cabinet, but it was empty except for some scraps.
But he kept searching desperately, hoping to find something.
"Dr. Luo, we're out of medicinal herbs! We've already used them all up!"
"No way, there must still be some! Help me look for them, I've already come up with a plan!"
Seeing Luo Qianhua descend into madness, the middle-aged man tried to stop him, but Luo Qianhua broke free and continued rummaging through the small cabinets.
"Empty, still empty, why is it all empty!"
"Dr. Luo!" The middle-aged man used all his strength to forcefully stop him.
After Luo Qianqiu had barely regained some composure, the middle-aged man spoke again, "Dr. Luo, you should leave Fuqing City!"
"There is no hope left for Fuqing City!"
"How can there be no hope? I've found a way, and this time it will definitely work. Believe me, you can do it!"
"But we've run out of medicinal herbs, we have nothing left!"
The middle-aged man's face was full of bitterness, and Chong Luoqianhua shook her head.
"The city's medicinal herbs have long been exhausted, and news of the plague in Fuqing City has already spread. Once infected, symptoms will appear in three days, and death will occur in eight days."
"No one dares to come here now. This epidemic is too terrible. It is unlike any of the previous ones. Even a world-renowned doctor like you is helpless."
"In the entire city of Fuqing, apart from you who recovered after contracting the virus, no one else has been able to withstand it. Who would dare to come?"
"Now that trade routes are cut off, we're almost out of medicinal herbs, and even our grains and salt are nearly exhausted!"
"Fuqing City, it's over!"
With his eyes closed, the middle-aged man's face was filled with despair.
"More than half of the people here have already died from the disease, and nearly 10% of the remaining population have also been infected with the plague. It won't be long before this place becomes a wasteland."
"Dr. Luo, you should leave here quickly. You are the greatest doctor in the world. You can save more people if you leave. Don't waste your time here."
"Even if you do come up with a solution, it will be useless; there's nothing left here."
"I'm not leaving!" With a wave of his hand, Luo Qianhua helplessly gripped the table in front of him.
"Both of my disciples died here. These were my only two direct disciples. If I were to leave this world, how could I face them?"
"I am eighty-two years old this year, and I am too old to live for many more days. If I can die on the road of healing the sick and saving lives, then I can say that I have done right by myself."
With a soft sigh, Luo Qianqiu turned to the middle-aged man. "Lord Han, aren't you leaving? You haven't contracted the disease; you might survive if you go out!"
"If we stay any longer, I'm afraid we won't survive."
"I can't leave!" The middle-aged man shook his head, seemingly having made up his mind. "The city is already in a state of panic. If I leave, the city will descend into complete chaos!"
"By then, I wonder how many people will still be alive?"
"Lord Han!" After staring at the middle-aged man for several moments, Luo Qianqiu said, "They all say you are a corrupt official."
"Yes, I am a corrupt official!" The middle-aged man nodded with a smile, making no attempt to hide his identity.
"But I am also the local official in charge of this area. As long as the people are alive, I must stay here. If the people of Fuqing City are all gone, what use is there for me as their official!"
"I've taken so much from them, so I can't leave now."
"I'm not leaving. Dying here is fine!"