Ze Tian Ji Chapter 78: Rules set by that person

The voice of An Hua and Priest at the window is not high, but the room is too quiet, people still hear it clearly, and then each has his own mind.

If that person proves his identity, he will inevitably get unbelievable benefits through Medicinal Pills. It definitely means more than wealth, but more importantly power. But it's clear that the person didn't think about it from start to finish. Why? Is it because of my mystery, or for safety?

An Hua still doesn't understand why the court and Orthodox couldn't find out who that person was. Is this medicine called Cinnabar Pill the jade pulp dropped by Divine State? You should know that since Medicinal Pills will be released to each Army on time every time, it will inevitably leave a lot of clues, such as who is responsible for delivering the medicine.

"Wenshui's Tang Family." Priest knew what she was thinking, and said, "It is the Tang Family person who delivers and administers the medicine."

The medical hall is on the widest and straightest street of Songshan Army. It is opposite the Army main site, and behind it is an inn on Meihan Road. That inn is the most famous and best-equipped inn in this military town. There is a very close daily exchange of people, but many people don't know that the most expensive suite in the inn is separated from Blessed Hospital by a wall.

A middle-aged man was sitting on the teacher's chair, silent, with a gloomy expression, which did not represent his mood at this time, but too much business on weekdays consumed him too much, his clothing was simple , But the material is very good, Noble Aura is hidden but not published, it should be a fair trade.

The sound over there has become extremely weak after passing through the wall. Even the best listening thieves can hardly hear it clearly. But he lowered his head, listened very carefully, and seemed to be able to listen to the details of all the conversations there. From this detail, we can see that this person's Way of Cultivation realm is very extraordinary, and he is most likely a real master.

The conversation in Blessed Hospital continues.

An elderly medical officer said: "This is something that everyone in the front line cares about, so there have been people visiting in secret. Now it can be confirmed that Wenshui's Tang Family is only responsible for transshipment and distribution, not the real Cinnabar Pill. Master, even we believe that Wenshui's Tang Family does not know who that person is. "

This sounds unbelievable, but it is likely to be the truth. At the beginning, people were more concerned about how Wenshui's Tang Family would distribute medicine.

What is the most precious thing in the world? Of course it is the life that cannot be repeated. The medicine that can save lives is a treasure that everyone wants.

Having the power to dispense drugs is tantamount to the power of man's life and death.

This power is terrible, and it is also a very heavy responsibility.

Leaving this power to others to implement, from another perspective, is actually shirk responsibility, it can also be said to be irresponsible.

From An Hua's point of view, the person who can make Cinnabar Pill is bound to be kind-hearted, full of heart, and certainly not so.

"That person did not give the power to Tang Family completely, and set a lot of rules in advance already." Priest looks at she smiled and said: "The first thing is to forbid his identity origin and ask where the name Cinnabar Pill came from. It is also strictly forbidden to analyze the drug ingredients. "

An Hua That ’s why I said before Orthodox When the court and the court should imitate, the inside and outside of the room will become so quiet, people looks at Your eyes will look so strange. It turned out that this was the rule that the person had booked in advance, or that it was Cinnabar Pill Taboo.

So how do you allocate it? How to allocate Cinnabar Pill to more than ten Armys is not difficult. She is not good at this. She can probably think that the distribution method should be based on the number of soldiers in each Army. This method is the simplest and most fair. The real difficulty is that How to assign to specific wounded.

Songshan Army is the larger one of the dozen or so Armys in the front line. I only got six Medicinal Pillss at the most each month, and only two at the least, and even the most stable battle, there is no big one. In the month of the battle, there were at least a hundred wounded who were seriously injured and facing death.

"Holy Light Technique and the medical officer can heal the wounded. If you don't give it, no matter how serious the injury is, even if you have broken legs and arms, as long as you don't die, don't give it." The senior medical officer introduced: "Who does Cinnabar Pill give? Whoever has nothing to do with age, young or seniority, regardless of position, regardless of family background, first supplies clerics, second formation master. "

An Hua quickly wanted to understand why it was so allocated.

The clergy on the front line are more or less able to perform Holy Light Technique. A Cinnabar Pill can save one Priest, which means that more people can be saved in the future. formation master bears the most important tasks on the battlefield, bears the greatest pressure, has a very high fatality rate, is also highly respected, and can be accepted in the second place.

Priest went on to say: "The next thing to look at is the state of the injured person and the injury. The higher the state, the more injured the person, the higher the sequence."

An Hua did not want to understand why the higher the Dao Practitioner, the easier it is to get Cinnabar Pill?

The general suddenly said with no expression: "Because it is war, it is more meaningful for Human Race to save a strong person than to save an ordinary person."

From a purely rational point of view, this sentence makes sense, but ... aren't all lives equal?

Don't look at positions, family status, and age, but can there still be distinctions?

An Hua suddenly felt a bit cold.

An angry voice rang out of the door: "This is not fair! Isn't our average life fatal?"

A wounded soldier in Blessed Hospital did not know when he came outside the threshold. He had a crutch under his armpit and his pants were fluttering. He should have broken his leg on the battlefield.

Obviously, the angry complaint of this wounded soldier has appeared more than once in Songshan Army and elsewhere.

No one cares about the wounded soldier. The room is very quiet. The An Hua didn't speak, but lowered his head silently.

The reality is cruel. The person's distribution method of Cinnabar Pill does seem indifferent, but no one can deny that this is correct.

"Well ... who determines the priority of the injury?" An Hua looked up looks at Priest asked.

Obviously, this is the problem that is really important and the problem that is really troublesome.

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(This chapter is 1912, continue to make up for the deficit that was repeatedly updated that day.)