The fog spread across the wasteland and the wild grass swayed darkly.
The little girl's footsteps gradually slowed down, and her brown braid gradually stopped swaying. She tiredly sat down next to a low tree. But after a while, she suddenly turned around and saw a figure walking towards her.
"Ellie, hello." Gu Jun felt like he was standing before the small tree.
He had no idea which dimension he was in, whether it was real or illusion.
Before he chased after her, he thought the little girl was a key character. If she was not dead, the ritual would not be completed. But now, looking at her young face, the barely discernible black spots and pustules, he wished he could save this little life.
"Doctor, are you going to bleed me?" The little girl asked. Her blue eyes were hollow, "Or do you want me to be whipped?"
These were the common methods used to cure the Black Death in medieval Europe. Bloodletting could be used to cure any disease, whipping the patient to pray for God's forgiveness was no different.
The little girl spoke calmly, there was an unusual calmness that did not match her age. Her eyes were the pair of eyes on the thousand-eyed worm's head.
Gu Jun's heart wavered as he watched her. Calmness and agitation battled each other …
He suddenly realized that he was still alive. The Son of Steel and the Son of Misfortune, one light and one dark, were still fighting.
And he himself was still facing off against the thousand-eyed worm.
The thousand-eyed worm did not have a single soul, it was made up of many dead people. Perhaps these dead people still had a part of themselves. After all, the ritual was not yet complete, so the plague was not irreversible.
"No, none of them." Gu Jun shook his head. "They are all useless, they are just products of ignorance."
"But isn't that the beginning of a new dawn?" The little girl asked. The black spots on her face spread even wider.
"You mean to say, the plague is a turning point in history." Gu Jun said, "The plague is not the only turning point in history. Even though I'm a doctor, I know there are many better ways. For example, the advancement of technology or the emergence of a new drug. "
Many thoughts surged in his mind but his mind still managed to focus.
He saw a medkit appear next to him, it was the medkit of the team that was brought into Dreamlands.
In order to deal with possible infections, there were various antibiotics in the box.
Gu Jun opened the box and took out a bottle of streptomycin sulfate. Seeing that the little girl weighed about 15kg, he concocted the solution according to the dosage of 25mg per kilogram of the child's body weight. He said, "This is streptomycin, it's very effective against the bacteria that causes the Black Death, Yersinia pestis. I'll give you this twice a day, and you'll recover in a week or two."
"What's the use?" The little girl's eyes were still empty. "We'll all die in the end anyway."
"Indeed, we will all die in the end. As doctors, we try our best to delay the time for others and ourselves. "
Gu Jun recalled the coachman's words. A doctor was not a god. A doctor was a doctor.
"You're really persistent." The little girl mumbled softly, a little hesitant. "You obviously have the power of a god …"
"Then will my will still be free?" Gu Jun chuckled. "If not, then it's not me but something else." He prepared the syringe and walked forward to give the girl an intramuscular injection but the girl retreated to avoid him.
"Why are you so fixated on those lowly human natures?" The girl's freckled face showed struggle. "It's them that stop you from reaching greatness."
Gu Jun was thinking about this question as well. This was not the first time he was asked this question by the R'yleh Cult and Afterlife Cult.
Was it human nature?
The images from before flashed across his mind. Be it the otherworld, ancient times or modern times, human nature was more or less the same.
Indeed, he had seen the ugly side of human nature earlier. It was like pus and filth that disgusted him.
But … he had a feeling there was more to human nature than that …
Take himself for example, two years ago, he spent his days in a drunken stupor, but now he was a Phecda Hero.
"Human nature is complicated, so complicated that I cannot confirm the answer to your question. Perhaps I'm being stupid, perhaps I'm not."
Gu Jun continued to walk forward. He grabbed the girl's right arm and pulled up her tattered linen sleeve. "But I do not like a world filled with fear and pain. After all, I've sworn the Hippocratic Oath. As a doctor, I have to eliminate pain. "
The girl's arm was very thin, it was only slightly better than skin and bones. It was also covered with pustules and foul-smelling pustules.
"For me, to reach greatness, I have to eliminate many, many pains."
Gu Jun dipped a cotton swab into a bottle of iodophor and smeared it on her arm.
"Like Hua Tuo, William Morton, that's what I call greatness. Do you know, before they invented anesthesia and inhalation anesthesia, surgery was like torture to the patient. With anesthesia, we humans can use science to fight pain. Oh, by the way, anesthesia is a turning point in history, the dawn of a new era, how about that? "
He stabbed the syringe in his hand into the little girl's skinny arm muscles and pushed the streptomycin into her body. "Compared to a world that begs God for power, I prefer a world that uses scientific exploration and power to gain power. I'm not going to follow Lenton's old path. "
"Ugh …" The little girl's expression suddenly changed, and a strange and beautiful light surged in her blue eyes.
Normally, a shot of streptomycin would not have such a quick effect but the pustules and pustules on her arms and face were fading.
Her struggle intensified and the light in her eyes grew brighter. Tears welled up in her eyes …
"Doctor," She suddenly asked. Her tone took on the tenderness of a child. "Can you save my mother as well?"
A complicated emotion rose in Gu Jun's heart. He nodded. "I'll try my best. I'll try my best."
"My mother is a tailor in the village. She can make beautiful dresses." The girl smiled. "She said when I grow up, she'll make me …"
Before the girl finished, the scenery around him changed. He was back inside the House of Worm. Before him, the thousand-eyed worm was growling madly. Its limbs were wriggling but they were much slower than before. It was as if it had suffered a heavy blow.
Among its thousands of eyes, the pair of blue eyes on its head had changed.
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