My mother said that there are miracles in the world, and those who work hard to survive will be favored by gods in the end.
An Wanning always comforted herself like this.
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Many people in Yingjiang City have been suffering from strange diseases recently.
I don't know when, black scales covered their arms, thighs, and finally their necks, until they were all over their bodies.
Moreover, this patient is transmitted from person to person, and it is almost impossible to cure it, which makes people panic.
People all felt that the Yingjiang people had offended the gods in heaven, so they suffered this disaster.
But unknown to everyone, Jiang Ciyue put on her black hat again, held the knife on her waist, and left silently in the rain.
Concept: An ordinary drug store owner's extraordinary journey to save people