Yu Wenhao was also very sad when he saw it. He had never seen corpses piled up before. On the battlefield, he had seen hundreds of corpses, not to mention thousands.
However, those soldiers died a worthy death. They sacrificed their lives to protect their homeland and their country. They deserve respect both before and after their lives.
However, these patients were miserable during life and even more miserable after death. They could not rest in the grave. They were abandoned and disgusted before and after life.
It's like a maggot that makes people sick to their stomachs even just looking at it.
Therefore, if Yu Wenhao originally decided to treat the people in Leprosy Mountain because he supported Yuan Qingling, now that he has seen all this, it is his own wish.
They walked towards the fence in the other direction, and could see patients sitting in groups of three or three on the ground in front of the door. They were a little far away, but they could also see that their appearance was beyond recognition.
They were men and women, old and young, with ragged clothes and lifeless faces. Looking closer, you could see their eyes that looked like dead water.
Man'er was shocked, "Why is there still a child? Princess, didn't you say how many years does it take from the onset of the disease to the onset of the disease? How can there be a child?"
Yu Wenhao said in a deep voice: "These are all children who were brought up later. After the mother became ill, two or three years later, the children also found out that the disease had taken place, so they were brought up together."
This was what Tang Yang told him after his investigation. At the time, he didn't feel any excitement after hearing it, but now that he saw it, he felt really bad.
I am a father, and his children are well clothed and well-fed in the house, but these children, who look to be only seven or eight years old, have been shrouded in the shadow of death, and they will never see the prosperous world again in this life.
Yuan Qingling read the data Tang Yang gave back. There are now thirteen children on the mountain. The oldest child is fourteen years old and the youngest is six years old. Not all the patients here were sent here five years ago. In the past few years,
, whenever leprosy patients are found, they will be sent to the mountains, even suspected cases, whether children or the elderly.
Yu Wenhao gave Xu Yi a wink, and Xu Yi put on a mask, climbed over the fence and walked towards those people.
The guards usually don't pay attention to what's going on inside. They have a house outside, so even if one or two people go in, the guards won't notice, as long as there are not many people or they don't enter from the front.
When Xu Yi first walked over, those people didn't pay much attention to them. Every one of them had a cold and numb face, even the children. Even if there was an open space, the children did not play, but just sat quietly on the ground or lay down.
On the ground.
Xu Yi communicated with one of them for a long time, but the patient ignored him at first. Later, Xu Yi quietly took out a piece of dried meat and handed it to the man. His greedy eyes suddenly appeared, staring at the piece of meat. Xu Yi pointed
Pointing to the dense forest, the man got up and walked over with Xu Yiyi.
Several people were wearing masks and waiting for Xu Yi to bring the patient over.
The man looked to be in his fifties or sixties, skinny and without shoes, because his toes had been deformed, and the bones of his fingers were also deformed, and three fingers were missing. The round and flat fingers were half purple and half red.
Scab.
The spots on his face had condensed into patches and turned gray-black. This was also related to the fact that he didn't wash his face. The wrinkles were full of dirt and his whole body smelled bad.
He sat on the ground and Xu Yi fed him meat. He was like a hungry but weak old wolf, biting into the piece of dried meat.
Yuan Qingling asked softly: "Old man, let me ask you a few things, okay?"
After hearing Yuan Qingling's words, the man raised his head, the scabs on his eyelids also raised slightly, and showed a strange smile, "Old man?"
His voice was so dry and hoarse that it was almost indistinguishable, and his weird smile made his face look like dried yak meat without a trace of moisture.
He doesn't look like a human being, but like a ghost from hell.
Xu Yi said softly: "He said he was thirty-two years old."
For a moment, there was silence, only the wind kept blowing in my ears, carrying the smell of putridity.
After a while, Yuan Qingling asked Xu Yi to give him another piece of sesame cake. They all went up the mountain with dry food. Xu Yi gave him a piece, and he started to eat it, wolfing it down, as if he was eating slowly.
Yuan Qing Ling said: "Eat slowly and choke carefully."
The man then sneered, his smile was terrifying, "It's better to choke to death, and you'll have a full meal at least."
Yuan Qingling looked at Yu Wenhao. Yu Wenhao's face had never been more serious and shocked. He said nothing and just watched the man eating sesame cakes.
After he finished eating, Yu Wenhao asked: "What's your name? Are you here with insufficient food supply?"
The man sucked the residue on his fingers, returned to his indifferent and cold tone, and said: "My name is Li He. I have one meal a day. All I eat is cornbread, dry and sour. Most of it is rice bran porridge. Yesterday,
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I ate white flour steamed buns. I can eat it twice a year, during the Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year.”
The patients themselves need to supplement their nutrition. How can such a diet be as nutritious as that of a dog? No wonder they all look skinny and bones.
"How many people are there here?" Yu Wenhao asked again.
Li He said: "I don't know exactly, but it's probably about three hundred. Anyway, a lot of people have died in the past few years, and occasionally people are sent here. This is a living tomb, and people are counting down to the day they die. Who cares how many people there are."
"
Yuan Qingling asked: "Have your family members come up to see you?"
Li He was startled for a moment, "Family?"
He laughed, as if he were crying, "Then they can't be allowed to come up, so what are they doing here? Are they sent here after they get sick?"
Man'er burst into tears when he heard this, and asked blankly: "Do you miss your family?"
Li He made up his mind and shook his head numbly, "I don't want to, I don't dare to think about it. If I think about it, I won't be able to survive for a day."
He turned his head and looked back, pointed at the cliff behind the building, and murmured: "How many people jumped because they missed home? I envy their courage. In fact, they were just waiting to die, so why didn't they dare
What about jumping? I just don’t dare to jump.”
Yuan Qingling saw the intention to die in his eyes, and said quickly: "Li He, listen to me, don't seek death, persist no matter how hard it is, I will find a way to save you."
Li He looked at her, with a mocking light in his narrowed eyes, and laughed gleefully, "Save us? Who are you? Are gods coming down to earth? We are suffering from a serious disease and we are destined to die. Who can save us?
?”
As he spoke, he stood up unsteadily and walked toward the building.
The four of them didn't speak for a long time. They looked at the people on the other side of the dense forest. Several people looked over, but no one was interested. They didn't even have curiosity anymore. The shadow of death tortured them to have no idea about everything in the world.
Lost expectation and interest.
After a long time, Yu Wenhao said sadly: "Let's go down the mountain and return to Beijing."