In the very beginning, Song Qinghan had no idea about what the man meant, but at the moment he unveiled the curtain of the tent, he finally came to know the reason.

There were none but the soldiers who were injured the most lying right within the tent. Or in other word, they were all soldiers who were on the verge of death.

They were never in a situation like broken legs and arms or something, everyone of them seemed to have at least a fatal wound on them. Even though they were no longer bleeding, their lives were invisibly fading away, all their faces were put up with pale yellowness with their lips darkened, just like a flock of devils coming out from the degenerating hell.

At the moment he smelled the strange stench right within the tent, Song Qinghan frowned and suddenly stopped.

Noticing that Song Qinghan put down the curtain and came to open his own package searching for something, the head of the group thought that Song Qinghan was just being a coward currently, he secretly mocked in his mind while remaining his calmness on face, and pretended to be deeply concerned, asking, “What happened? Is that so serious? Or maybe we should head to the next place?…”

Song Qinghan finally got the facial mask in his package, and then delivered two to Shuluo, motioning him to give one of them to the head of the group. He tied up the mask on his face, and then uttered in a low voice, “If I am not guessing it in a wrong way, we will have an unexpected epidemic outbreak here. You’d better guard yourself to the utmost extent.”

Shuluo stood there watching carefully, so he didn’t encounter any difficulties in the process when he tied up his mask. After hearing what Song Qinghan said, he turned to ask curiously, “What epidemic do you mean? Outbreak? I don’t understand. What’s going to happen if that epidemic thing outbreaks?”

On the other side, the man took the facial mask there holding and observing while his face twitching with hesitation. No now knew whether he was hesitating if he should wear the mask or not, or how he was able to wear it.

With a wrathful glare, the man took a fierce glance at Shuluo. And out of resignation, Shuluo had to come up and help the man wear it.

Without waiting for Song Qinghan to speak, the person wearing the mask opened his mouth, and chirped, “How foolish you are for not knowing the epidemic stuff! You should be a fake doctor, aren’t you? Speaking of which, since you have been here for so long, have you ever done something else except helping the others bandage?”

Noticing that the man was staring at him suspiciously, Shuluo could clearly feel that both his hands were soaked with sweat. Yet he still tried his best to calm himself down, saying, “Wh, what do you mean ‘a fake doctor? Don’t mess things up, I can’t be more true, alright? If you don’t believe it, ask Doctor Song!’”

Song Qinghan glanced at Shu Luo with a teasing sneer, he found that Shuluo was in fact really nervous right now, so he came to utter helping him get out of the jam, “Right, he is indeed with me, and you will see what prowess he gets later.”

Hearing so, Shuluo couldn’t help but sigh secretly in his heart.

Well, it turned out that Song Qinghan was a profiteer! While helping him get out of the jam, he also dug a pit for him to jump in! It seemed that he had to work even harder just to prove that he was ‘qualified’.

The man looked at Song Qinghan, then turned to Shuluo, with his eyes full of disbelief. But in the end he did not say anything but nodded, waved his hand motioning Song Qinghan to come in.

After Song Qinghan entered the tent and just as he was about to help the closest man clean his body, the injured man reacted abruptly as if he just saw a ghost, waving his hand violently and saying, “NO! I don’t want to be taken! I want to live! I got my family in my hometown! Dad! Femina Dad! I am coming home…”

His voice was hoarse, heartbreaking, misery and in an agony, which could be inferred that he hadn’t drunk a drip a water for so long.

Yet, even in such a situation Song Qinghan did not get any expressional change at all on his face, he came up to press and fix the man’s hands while saying, “I’m a human, not a ghost. You are not able to come back home if you refuse to get your wound treated, I need you to be obedient when getting treated, alright? Do you understand?”

He took a glance roughly checking the man’s wound and found that the injured part was right on the man’s stomach. Well, if the seriousness of it was beyond Song Qinghan’s expectations, the possibility for the man to live would be zero even if Song Qinghan made the operation a success.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but turn his head to look at the head of the doctor group and whisper, “Is it really impossible for them to go back their hometown? They can no longer join the war again even they are to be successfully treated here anyway, and we probably can’t get enough food to feed them, maybe we can let them go and we keep it as a select not letting others know about it?”

Suddenly, the head of the group noticed that he was stared by all the rest of the soldiers within the tent, and found that those eyes were with hopes. He came to complain and criticize on Song Qinghan for being a troublemaker, but at the same time he felt quite moved.

In fact, he had summited such a recommendation within the doctor groups before. But it was impossible for them to make no noise while relocating the seriously injured soldiers, so the recommendation was completely denied by the others.

For them, they only needed to start with sympathy when they were to put things into consideration, but for the people who were in the higher position in the pecking order, they had to take the overall situation into the first consideration.

It was not a correct action for a decisive General Commander to lose the war just to save several ‘inconspicuous’ lives.

Song Qinghan could find the man’s great resignation, he pursed his lips but failed to say something more about the idea. Instead, he turned his head back to the injured man on the ground, and uttered gently, “Tell me how you feel now, do you tend to vomit? Or it is just purely hard for you to eat and digest? Do you excrete normally?”

The man was not a fool at all, and of course he could figure out himself that going back home now would be impossible. The light of hope in his eyes slowly faded away, and after that he directly tilted his head to the other side, while saying in a plain tone, “Leave me alone, I had done murdering three barbarians in total, so I would say I have accomplish my glory mission, go save the other brothers who are more desire to live longer.”

Song Qinghan looked up and glanced at the others. Seeing that the rest of the injured soldiers were all showing a face of resistance, he came to know that probably they shared the same opinion right now. And then he frowned, answering coldly, “Since you guys haven’t decayed yet, it should mean that there is no entrance in the heaven open for you, and you just give it up so easily? I know, I know. that it is hard for you guys to struggle to live and it will be easy for you if you want to die. But now the problem is, come on, you guys have to die with DIGNITY! Do you really think that killing three barbarians is glorious enough to take a credit? But don’t forget that probably those three barbarians had already kill thirty brothers of yours!”

Those injured people got no violent reaction just as Song Qinghan said the previous half of the fact. But it could be clearly seen that their pupils were experiencing a fierce quake when Song QInghan mentioned the later part of the speculation.

The person next to Song Qinghan seemed to be a little helpless. He looked down at his belly and laughed self-deprecatingly, “Even if we were to go to the battlefield and fight against the barbarians again with this situation, we are just some pieces of trash and are not helpful at all. Speaking of the decent death with dignity, shouldn’t we ourselves dig a hole and get ourselves buried without bothering, right?”

The atmosphere in the tent started to become stifling, probably it was because that these pitiful men felt depressed more or less when they had to unveil the fact themselves even though they knew what they were currently facing.

The head of the doctor group suddenly clenched his fists while lower his eyes to stare at Song Qinghan. He stood there silently with his eyes were as dim as a deep ocean, as if he never knew whether bringing Song Qinghan here was a good thing or bad one.

He just thought that Song Qinghan would just give up messing things up in a further wrong situation, but the ensuing thing seemed to evolve beyond his expectation.

Song Qinghan’s lips pursed into a straight line, half-squinted, and slowly said, “Well, in my awareness to this world, he who doesn’t even want to struggle and fight against the fate is the weak and impotent one. It might be hard for you to walk now, it might even be possible for you to die tomorrow, but as long as you are still alive TODAY, things that allows you to accomplish are a lot more than you imagine!”

It could be obviously seen that the lips of the man aside Song Qinghan trembled slightly. He sank his hands into the sand on the ground, and then grasped a handful of sand, and asked tentatively, “What… what can we do now? Fight… will it still work?”