I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 127 Give Up

District Three.

Chen Ling pushed open the door of the headquarters and walked out.

The thick fog still did not dissipate, like a haze shrouding everyone's heart. Figures carrying stretchers hurriedly passed through the streets, either cold and pale corpses or bloody and mutilated wounded. The originally bustling streets were now full of painful groans and worried whispers.

Chen Ling, wearing a black windbreaker, stood on the steps at the entrance of the headquarters for a while, followed the stretchers and walked to the other side of the street.

Next to the law enforcement headquarters is the largest clinic in the entire District Three, but it is said to be the largest, and its scale is about the same as the health center that Chen Ling had seen in the town in his previous life.

The clinic has two floors, which are now filled with groaning patients. Countless red and white stretchers cover the ground, and the aisle that people can walk is only half an arm wide. The few doctors are busy and sweaty, shuttling between these patients.

"Doctor... Doctor! I beg you, please take a look at my child first, he seems to be dying!"

"Doctor! There is not enough gauze and disinfectant! The blood in the blood bank is almost used up!"

"It hurts... It really hurts..."

"There is an infected wound here... It can't be saved anymore, prepare for amputation."

"Doctor! This patient has no vital signs..."

"..."

The groans and cries echoed in the clinic. The stretchers outside have been laid on the roadside, one after another from the first to the end of the street, and there are still a steady stream of people being sent in.

How many patients are waiting for treatment? Two thousand? Three thousand? Chen Ling has lost count.

He stood at the door of the clinic, the only dark one among the white stretchers. His eyes swept across this purgatory-like scene, with no expression on his face, quietly like a sculpture that no one cares about.

A doctor walked out of the operating room with blood on his hands. Several family members rushed in immediately. Seeing the cold body on the operating table, they burst into tears.

The doctor stood in front of the operating room, looking at the hell in the clinic, with endless sorrow and pity in his eyes.

"This can't go on..." he muttered to himself.

"All seriously ill patients who have lost too much blood, give up."

As soon as this sentence came out, all the other doctors who were still busy were stunned, and looked at him at the same time, opening their mouths as if they wanted to say something, but finally fell silent.

"Are we... going to watch them die?" A nurse said hoarsely.

"We don't have time or resources to save them." The doctor closed his eyes, "And those whose injuries are not too serious, gather them together, tell them the correct disinfection and bandaging methods, and let them figure it out themselves."

"... Got it."

The law enforcers who maintained order at the scene immediately took action, carrying a large number of seriously injured patients who had not yet died, one by one, outside the clinic, leaving room for patients with less serious injuries to enter.

Most of them were unconscious, and the remaining ones who were awake also knew that they were abandoned. Stretchers passed by Chen Ling one after another, and he could even clearly see the pain and struggle on their faces, as well as the despair of life in their empty eyes.

In the chaos, the boundary between life and death was clearly divided, and the seriously injured beast of human beings began to tear off the rotten flesh on their bodies in order to survive.

The people in the clinic found an open space not far from the street and gathered the abandoned seriously injured patients together. These blood-stained stretchers were spread out, and the unconscious murmurs and painful groans sounded like the dream talk of the god of death.

They were waiting for death.

"What are you doing?! Why don't you save them?!"

"My dad was the first one to be sent here, why don't you save him?! Why?!"

"Those disasters failed to kill my wife, and you let her die? You are not doctors! What's the difference between you and those disasters?!"

"You are killing people!!"

"..."

The family members who had been waiting anxiously outside saw their loved ones abandoned, and their eyes suddenly turned red. They rushed into the clinic like crazy, and pressed the doctors and nurses who were still treating others to the ground, and the scene fell into chaos.

Xi Renjie, who happened to be patrolling here, rushed forward quickly and stopped them with several law enforcers:

"What are you doing?!"

"Why do you decide the life and death of others?" A family member roared.

"There are too many people waiting for treatment here. We don't have enough resources and time. If this continues, more people will die."

"Why should they die? We are all human beings. Why should they be abandoned?!"

"Because they are too seriously injured."

"But it's not their fault!"

Xi Renjie was stunned for a moment. He looked at the family members with red eyes in front of him and knew that it was useless for him to say anything... He waved his hand, signaling the law enforcement officers around him to draw their guns and put them against their heads. After being terrified, they finally calmed down.

The law enforcers used guns to drive all these people out of the clinic, and the clinic was finally restored to order.

Xi Renjie sighed, and seeing Chen Ling also standing at the door, he walked straight over.

"Are you injured too?"

"...No." Chen Ling shook his head, "I just stopped by to see."

"Why didn't you help maintain order when things got so chaotic just now?"

"I was thinking about something."

"What?"

Chen Ling didn't answer. His eyes fell on the abandoned bloody stretchers on the street corner. All the things that happened in the past few days were connected in his mind, the sudden withdrawal of raw materials, the shutdown of the factory, the disappearance of communications, the coming of fog...

After a long time, he suddenly said something that made Xi Renjie shudder:

"Is it possible that we are also the ones who were abandoned?"

Xi Renjie was stunned for a long time, "You mean..."

"All this is a bit too coincidental." Chen Ling looked towards the direction of Aurora City, "I hope I'm overthinking."

Xi Renjie frowned and fell into deep thought after hearing what Chen Ling said. The two stood on the steps in front of the clinic, and the air suddenly became quiet.

After a long time, Xi Renjie whispered softly:

"No, this is impossible... The seven districts have a population of hundreds of thousands, and the number of factories accounts for 70% of the entire domain. Without the material production and supply of the seven districts, Aurora City is like a disabled person with a broken arm... How can Aurora City give up? Wait until Mengge comes back and you will know."

Chen Ling glanced at him.

"Do you think that if Aurora City is determined to give up the three districts, then Han Meng... can come back?"

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