The Divine Doctor: The Daughter Of The Frist Wife
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Ten li outside the capital, there was a deep hole opened by the heavy rain in front of the deserted village. Everyone in the village had already fled, some went to the capital and others fled to other places. The village had long since become deserted. The already unstable houses all collapsed. As far as the eye could see, none of the houses were still standing intact.
Feng Yu Heng had Wang Chuan bring him to the entrance of the village. While walking, Wang Chuan said to him. "Last night, His Majesty ordered the soldiers to bring all the corpses to this place. After collecting it, they would start burning it, but the refugees were not happy. The people who died were all relatives. They all insisted that they should be buried in the ground. But with the heavy rain, the ground was muddy. Where there is land!"
Feng Yu Heng furrowed his brows and increased his steps forward. Very quickly, they arrived in front of a group of people.
There were many refugees gathered around the entrance of the village. Those who had rested for one night in the shelter, ate hot porridge and received medicine from Feng Yu Heng had now started to recover. At this point, they now have the energy to get out and prevent the body from burning.
He heard a large number of people crying and screaming. Some cry for their parents, and some cry for their children. There were also complaints, pointing at the soldiers of Xuan Tian Ming and Da Shun for being cold-blooded and heartless. They formed a human wall, blocking the way of the soldiers. They were simply unwilling to let the soldiers pour fire onto the corpses. Feng Yu Heng looked through the gap between people and found a large number of people just sitting inside the pile of corpses. A couple hugged a child who had died a few days earlier while crying loudly. They repeatedly screamed. "If you have to burn it, burn us together!"
Xuan Tian Ming stood in front of the group with his back facing towards him. He did not wear a raincoat made especially for him, nor did he allow a soldier to hold an umbrella for him. He was just standing in the rain, and Feng Yu Heng could see his shoulders twitching slightly. He knew that this person was almost crazy to face these stupid refugees.
Quickly walking forwards, he rushed through the crowd and arrived at Xuan Tian Ming's side. He turned and looked at her. He scrunched his brows and said. "Why did you come? Hurry back!" Saying this, he moved to push her away.
Feng Yu Heng, however, shook his head and grabbed his hand, loudly saying. "I'm not leaving. I've had enough sleep. We're gonna face this together." Seeing that Xuan Tian Ming still disagreed and wanted him to leave, he simply pointed at the refugees around the pile of corpses and said to him. "I will tell them the reason behind why the bodies should be burned and what a plague is. Even if they were to be buried, they would have to be cremated before being buried. I'll tell them. Trust me !"
His voice was not calm, and it was not only Xuan Tian Ming who heard it. The refugees could also hear it, so someone immediately replied. "What reason is there! Of course, they should be buried peacefully!"
Someone loudly replied: "Could it be possible that we would be able to see them if they were burned?"
Feng Yu Heng shook his head, "Stay still, you won't be able to see them. Also, I'll tell you, with many people burned together, even if there are ashes, it won't be clear who the ashes are!"
"But you still want to burn it!" Husband and wife become very emotional. "I can't let you burn my son. I hugged him. Wherever I am, he will follow!"
Feng Yu Heng's face turned cold, loudly saying. "It's okay! But no matter where you go, he will follow. Instead, you will live wherever he is!"
For a while, not everyone could react to the meaning of his words. But there are some smarter ones who say after some thought. "You mean if we want to hug the bodies of our loved ones, we can only stay in this hole?"
Xuan Tian Ming tightly held his hands and wanted to scold them. However, he was stopped by Feng Yu Heng. He then stepped forward and coldly said. "That's right! The dead are dead, and they no longer walk the same path as the living. Because there are people who do not want to be separated from their loved ones, stay behind. If you want to bring the corpse back to the shelter, there is absolutely no chance!" He worked hard, and his voice broke slightly. However, the words he shouted shook the hearts of people.
The sound produced by the military megaphone was not something that could be understood by the ancient people. It was as if the voice was coming from the sky. Without any source, it could still spread out in all directions. This situation has little surprise value. Moreover, the one who spoke was Feng Yu Heng. Everyone knew that he was a divine physician. Right now, hearing him say this, one of the smarter people immediately said. "Why can't a body be taken back to a shelter?"
Feng Yu Heng straightened his emotions and finally moved onto the main topic. He asked everyone, "Have you ever wondered why you had to take your medicine and get injected after the shelter was built, and you ate the food? Have you ever wondered why a corpse should be carried away? Why should it be burned? I told you that the flood was not that scary, but the bodies had to be burned anyway. However, if the corpse was left alone, after a heavy rain, there would be extreme heat. When that comes, the body will rot, and the plague will spread. Your Majesty the ninth prince and I risked our lives to come out to save you. It was difficult, and it consumed a lot of manpower and resources. However, since you stubbornly clung to your path and hugged this corpse corpse and ended up being infected by the plague, wouldn't our efforts be in vain? I've said it before. The current situation did not allow the corpse to be buried deep inside. If the bodies were buried in the mud, they would be washed away by the flood. Once buried, they will rot faster after being swept away by the flood. The end result will be even more frightening. The princess of this area wants to ask you, compared to cremating them, could it be that you want your loved ones to rot slowly in front of you? Or would you rather be infected by an outbreak coming from your decaying loved ones than follow in their footsteps? To ignore the dignity of the dead to this degree, have you ever thought of their feelings?"