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    That is the symbol of the royal family.

    Is it the medical officer of the royal family? Having never heard of female healers in the church, the villagers felt mixed emotions for a while.

    The preaching clergy always referred to their female monarch in veiled terms, and told them that the Golan's misfortune was due to an unfaithful ruler.

    But now, Wen Lin, who is also a woman, is treating them, and the items to treat them are also gifts from Wang Ting.

    They watched Brown move things in little by little, hesitated for a while, and carefully walked to a position one meter away from Wen Lin,

    "If you don't dislike it, we can go up and help,"

    The tone of the villagers was very humble. They knew that no one would be willing to contact people in the epidemic area, with cautious apprehension and flattery.

    Wen Lin nodded in agreement, but out of caution, he called Brown back.

    Brown has not been vaccinated, and it is safer to avoid direct contact with the villagers.

    In the next few days, everything was going according to Wen Lin's plan, and the sanitary environment in the village had changed drastically from the original one.

    However, before anyone could breathe a sigh of relief, critically ill patients began to die one after another.

    For three consecutive days, about ten people were carried under the cross and burned every day.

    The shadow of death, which seemed to be far away, shrouded the land again, and it was difficult for Brown to sleep every night, and the atmosphere of death every day made him horrified.

    Wen Lin was extraordinarily calm. None of the villagers who did not show symptoms of infection showed symptoms of infection in the past few days, and the dead patients were all severe, and the mild symptoms began to improve significantly.

    After investigation, no signs of other infectious diseases were found.

    This shows that her measures are effective, and then she just needs to wait until the patient recovers or dies.

    But to others, the unquenched bonfire under the cross is like purgatory.

    That night, Visia, who had not been there for several days, appeared again.

    A faint sense of exhaustion flowed out of her eyes, and even her tense expression was a little reluctant, but her back was still straight.

    "Your Excellency Wen Lin, don't be stubborn, come out," there was no hidden oppression under the gentle voice.

    There was a momentary blank in Wen Lin's mind, she slowly stepped forward, took off the beak mask on her face, and showed a soothing smile,

    "Your Majesty, I firmly believe that your kindness will bring hope to this land again,"

    "You should trust me, things are slowly getting better,"

    In just two sentences, Vicia understood Wen Lin's true intentions.

    She was planning for herself, and even Bishop Lucches could not escape the epidemic. If the royal court could drive her away, it would greatly impact the prestige of the Catholic Church.

    Wen Lin stood in the burning fire, the flashing light and shadow made Visiah unable to see her expression.

    Those fires seemed to be warm, and they softly outlined Wen Lin's outline.

    The heart under the rib made a dull heartbeat, Vicia's lips were straight, and a soft corner in the bottom of her heart seemed to be cut by a knife. The long pain made Vicia's breath tremble.

    In her long dark time full of hardships over the past twenty years, Wen Lin was like a burst of fire, dazzling and warm.

    But there are power, conspiracy, calculation, hatred between them...

    Occasional warmth was compared to those disgusting things, which made Visia feel unworthy of mention.

    Yaz stood on one side, her eyebrows were deeply wrinkled. She had never seen such a heavy expression on the face of His Majesty Vicia, as if being pressed by a huge boulder on her shoulders, her back was slightly bent, suppressing The sadness mixed with the night's silent escape.

    Wen Lin seemed to feel something, the smile on her face faded, and she began to explain with a serious face,

    "Although some people have died, the patients with mild symptoms are getting better, and their hope of recovery is very high," he said.

    "One month, Your Majesty, give me another month,"

    Her focused gaze fell on Wen Lin for a long time. After a moment of loss of control, Vicia quickly recovered to her incomprehensible appearance. She nodded and smiled faintly.

    A somewhat hoarse reply, "I believe in you, Your Excellency,"

    The author has something to say: Vicia: I feel distressed

    Wen Lin: When you threw the whip and pretended to be me, I didn't see you distressed

    Chapter 36

    From the tenth day onwards, the situation improved markedly, no more deaths occurred, and half of the patients with mild symptoms no longer had fever.

    Wen Lin re-counted and found that there are 4 severe patients and 52 mild patients, for a total of 56 patients.

    Lucches' condition showed the most complete improvement. He no longer had fever and vomiting, and began to recover his spirit and physical strength. With Wen Lin's consent, he put on a bird's beak burqa to recite scriptures for the dead.

    This is undoubtedly an exciting thing, the epidemic has not continued to spread, and some people have been cured.

    Wen Lin has clearly felt that more and more eyes are falling on her intentionally or unintentionally in the past two days, and the enthusiasm of the villagers to work has also increased.

    These days, Vicia comes over every night, but only stops at the entrance of the village for a short while before leaving.

    Whenever the two of them looked at each other across the night, inexplicable impatience and agitation would always flow in Wen Lin's heart.

    Everything in Yinhe Village was about to be resolved, but Wen Lin hoped that it would be faster.

    She actually felt a little miss for Vicia, and Wen Lin snapped back to her senses. She took a handful of water and poured it on her face.

    Just as Brown came over, Wen Lin logically didn't think about it any further.

    "Miss Wen Lin, I don't think it will take a month before we can leave here,"

    Brown was excited, and the patients' conditions improved one after another. Now he is full of confidence that he can walk out of Yinhe Village intact.

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