Lu Cong and the others were busy until darkness fell, and the people finally dispersed one by one. Holding the seeds like rare treasures, they walked away, eagerly discussing how to plant the new crops, as if they would yield by tomorrow.
"There's hope, only then can Pingzhou truly come back to life," Lu Cong sighed to Sun Guangbai in a low voice.
Sun Guangbai, deeply moved over the past few months, nodded in agreement, "What Mr. Lu said is true. When my father and I first arrived in Pingzhou, there were corpses everywhere, and the people who barely survived all had numb expressions, as if they were just waiting to die."
"It's different now. Although so many people have died, and there's no real cure for the plague, the people now have a hope and a reason to live on."
Lu Cong knew that Doctor Sun had already moved into the tent in the epidemic area, and he sighed deeply, "Doctor Sun is a benevolent and fearless healer, truly admirable."
