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    On the other hand, Chen Zi’an had already been diagnosed at the medical officer’s office and received his medical case and license.

    “Leave the sign and go to the side – sorry to see your leg, please rest for a few moments on the side and someone will take you there.”

    Chen Zian was a bit puzzled, looking at the yellow wooden plate in his hand, which still had odd characters printed on it, and wanted to ask one or two more questions, but he saw that the medical officer had already received the next person.

    He had to roll his wooden chair aside with difficulty, and scanned the crowd in bewilderment, but there was no sign of Shankar.

    He had not eaten for half a day, and though he did not feel hungry because of the epidemic, he was weak and his mouth was dry and cracked.

    In the sky, the sun was sinking in the west, and he looked at it in silence, as if he saw the few days he had left.

    It was at this moment that a dexterous gray figure passed through the crowd and arrived in front of Chen Zian.

    “Coming, coming! You are–Huang Sanjiu Six, I’ll take you into the temple!”

    The visitor is a thin young man, looking at but fifteen or sixteen years old, the lower half of the face is covered with a tight scarf, revealing only a pair of clear eyes, the eyebrows look somewhat like a grown-up Wang Xuan.

    Chen Zian was in a trance for a moment, but still struggled to ask, “Hello little friend, I don’t know what to call you? Huang Sanjiu Six, are you talking about me?”

    “Uh-huh! My name is Joe, and the Talking God said to number you all so you can be counted!”

    The kid named Ah Qiao laughed, surveying Chen Zian’s face and handing over a plain-looking water bottle, “Sanjiu Liu, this is your salt and sugar water, everyone has some, drink some! Otherwise it’s hard to get through!”

    Chen Zian hurriedly thanked him and drank the water from the kettle. Although the taste was a bit odd, he eventually regained his qi again.

    Ah Qiao had deftly burrowed into the crowd and went to the side to retrieve a large parcel, placing it on Chen Zian’s lap with quite some weight.

    “Here’s your stuff, hold on tight. Three-nine-six, we’re leaving!”

    Chen Zian’s wheelchair was pushed up.

    Ah Qiao landed on his stride and pushed Chen Zian into the gate of the White Horse Temple.

    Chen Zian is not the first time to come to the White Horse Temple, the White Horse Temple was once the royal temple of the former dynasty, and is now the largest temple within a hundred miles, and from time to time in the past he also came to this place for incense and trekking. But nowadays, the White Horse Temple has changed drastically–

    The original solemn Buddha Hall has now become the residence of the sick and the medical officer, the halls in front of the mouth is no longer a steady stream of believers, but dressed in special clothes of the medical officer and the soldiers on duty. The sandalwood smoke that was once visible everywhere is no longer lingering, replaced by a light white mist of medicinal herbs vaporizing.

    “Little brother, these busy people all look like medical officials, why are their clothes different?”

    “This was suggested by Mr. Zhang, the General Magistrate, so that you patients could find someone to help you! In our White Horse Temple, the medical officer is the doctor who is responsible for identifying and treating illnesses and prescribing medicines, and wears a yellow uniform; the doctor is the assistant to the medical officer, and is mainly responsible for cooking medicines and soups, documenting illnesses, and taking care of the patients, and we wear blue uniforms; and there are also those who are doing manual labor such as myself who are the medical workers, and we wear grey uniforms. Lord Zhang said that the outbreak of the epidemic was so sudden that he didn’t have time to rush to make uniform clothing, so he had to barely differentiate on the color.”

    Chen Zian was prepared to enter the temple and wait for death, but so it seems, the temple epidemic management has been so organized, can not help but also gave birth to a few points to live the delusion.

    Chen Zian sat in his wheelchair and continued traveling, unable to help but curiously survey the surrounding area, the spacious compound was filled with novelties he had never seen before. He began traveling in all directions when he was a teenager, and also boasted of having some knowledge, but after seeing the many affairs in the temple today, he inevitably still tsked and wondered.

    “Little brother, why are these guys’ tags green and red, much different from mine?”

    “What Dr. Tal said, according to the symptoms of the disease, the cards will be divided into green cards for light illnesses, yellow cards for medium illnesses, and red cards for serious illnesses. The cards will be engraved with your numbered numbers, and when the time comes, they will be hung outside the residence, which will also make it easy for the medical officer to access the medical cases–“

    “This is a wonderful method! Who is Dr. Talisman that I might get to see?”

    “Three-nine-six, I advise you not to think about it! There are so many patients that way, and Dr. Tal usually only sees red cards for serious cases, so you’d better pray that you don’t see it!”

    “Little brother, why are there so many shacks being built in the courtyard?”

    “Dr. Tal said, this epidemic spreads from one to the next, the current Buddha Hall is barely enough to live in, and when it comes back later it will have to be moved to a shack–“

    “Little brother, why is there smoke over there, but it’s gone overboard, should we go and rescue each other?”

    “What are you worrying about, that’s burning the filth from these two days, Dr. Tal said that all these feces will produce epidemic worms, and must be burned every day to be able to–“

    “Little brother, why is wine being spilled everywhere in the courtyard?”

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