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For most wasteland residents, as long as they work and participate in urban construction, these medical fees will naturally not be a big problem.
But for a boy who is only six or seven years old, this is obviously impossible.
Even if he is willing to work, how much can he do?
"What happened to your sister?"
Hearing that Luo Ke was willing to ask more questions, the boy obviously became a little excited.
After all, people who have lived in the wasteland rarely have sympathy. Everyone is used to life and death.
There are also very few "lazy people" like now, who don't work in broad daylight and sit on the benches on the roadside of the central square.
This is something that few residents of the wasteland do except those white-robed gentlemen.
That¡¯s why the boy in front of me wants to give it a try.
Luo Ke¡¯s answer made the boy in front of him feel a little hopeful.
Although the hope is slim, it is much better than being rejected directly.
"I don't know what's wrong with her, but she's feeling very uncomfortable. I'd like to ask you to lend me some of these and I'll take her to the doctor."
¡°Obviously, the boy is not very accustomed to the so-called money.
In the wasteland era, everyone was interested in what you have in your hands and what I have in my hands.
The exchange between each other is what is important.
During these three months, the men in white robes gave out a kind of paper.
That¡¯s right, it¡¯s paper, it feels rough.
¡°But with this kind of paper, you can get a lot of things that you couldn¡¯t even think of before.
There is food, there is medicine, and someone will even tell you how to take this medicine
In just three months, the world seems to have changed completely for the boy.
When in the camp, everyone must plot against each other and be wary of each other.
Even if anyone has extra food in his hand, he doesn't dare to let others see it.
But in these three months, people have this in their hands. Everyone who has the strength can do something, as long as they are willing to do it.
Those gentlemen in white robes seem to give out this kind of paper.
The boy also wanted to do a lot of work, but even if he did it, it was still not enough.
As for the banknotes in the boy's hands, Luo Ke really didn't have any.
After all, I have no use at all.
"Maybe you can let me go and take a look."
When he heard this, the boy was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but asked more excitedly: "Are you a doctor?"
This word was obviously newly learned, so when the boy spoke, he couldn't help but hesitate.
Luo Ke nodded directly and affirmed: "I am a doctor."
Although there are many people in Camp No. 1, they have already had the opportunity to enter the buildings in the city.
But this does not mean that most people in the wasteland can change their lives.
There are still many people in the camps outside the city.
Luo Ke followed the hurried boy toward a simple tent closest to the edge of the desert in Camp 1.
Although the entire camp has developed a lot, in fact, if you don¡¯t have enough ability and no one is willing to shelter you, then you can still only stay in the most dilapidated place.
In this small tent, in addition to the boy, there are seven children.
They all live in this small tent, and they obviously have no parents.
At this moment, in the corner of the tent, several tattered tarpaulins were piled together to form a bed.
This is obviously a bed in this dilapidated tent.
The little girl on the bed had a dark face with a red face and her eyes closed tightly.
A girl who was about the same age as the boy next to Luo Ke was trying to give water to the girl on the bed with an old and cracked kettle in her hand.
I saw that the boy had brought Luo Ke. Although he was not wearing a white robe, he was just wearing neat clothes and was obviously not an ordinary person.
The girl immediately changed her position and made way for Luo Ke.
The children around him looked at Luo Ke with curiosity and expectation.
Especially the boy who brought Luo Ke over.
Sitting on the edge of the bed covered with oilcloth, Luo Ke put his hand on the girl's forehead.
¡°Obviously, she felt a stranger coming around her. The girl wanted to open her eyes, but couldn¡¯t.
It¡¯s a simple disease, just a fever.
But for these children, if they cannot resist by relying on their own weak immunity.
?Then there is only one way to die.
It¡¯s not just children, it¡¯s the same for people in the wasteland.
Poor people always feel the same sadness when faced with disease.
But things are getting a lot better now. At least for adults, they have the opportunity to get treatment through work.
But for these children, even if they are willing to work, who would be willing to use it.
If you don¡¯t have enough strength and can¡¯t work well, is it possible to waste those precious coins on them?
Luo Ke really didn¡¯t have any money in his hand, and the girl was too young.
Even if Luo Ke wants to use spiritual energy to help the girl, he can't do it at all, because if he is not careful, the girl's body may completely collapse because it cannot carry too much spiritual energy.
The boy on the side looked at Luo Ke expectantly.
"Can you help me cure my sister's illness?"
The boy obviously had great expectations and was also afraid that he would not be able to say two words from Luo Ke's mouth.
Luo Ke was a little silent, but then he smiled: "Don't worry, but I need you to help me take those medicines, can you?"
"Of course, I can follow you wherever you want to go."
Hearing Luo Ke¡¯s words, not only the boy was excited, but even the children around him couldn¡¯t help but become excited.
Luo Ke took out a light blue metal sign from his pocket.
"Take this with you and go to the nearest treatment center. They will give you medicine."
The light blue metal plate exuded a faint light. Although the boy didn't know what the plate represented, he obviously couldn't help but get excited after hearing Luo Ke's words.
After all, with the medicine, my sister¡¯s illness will be cured.
The rest of the matter was very simple. The metal plate that had been specially marked by No. 9 was in the hands of the boy. Naturally, the man in white robe soon arrived at the edge of Camp No. 1, in this almost forgotten corner.
The illness of girls is not a big problem.
At the very least, for the medical system owned by the Silver Empire, this is a simple disease.
The man in white robe, after treating the girl, bowed to Luo Ke very respectfully.
Luo Ke, on the other hand, was thinking a lot while looking at the girl and the children in this dilapidated camp.
In the end, Luo Ke couldn't help but laugh. He was really not a careerist.
Careers should not have mercy, and even if they do, it should not be able to affect their decisions. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com