The endless supply of food provided a stable rear area for District 12. Meanwhile, Zhong Wen and the others' clinical research had officially come to an end. The medicine for treating diseases and plagues had already been put into production and was successfully distributed.
However... Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhong Wen scratched his head helplessly.
It was clearly the same distribution point for the medicine, yet there was a long queue at the place where Mo Chu was standing. There were even more than two circles around him, but there were only a few people at the other distribution points! The contrast was very clear!
"Why don't you guys line up at the side with fewer people?" The news of the medicine being distributed at various distribution points gradually spread. More and more patients swarmed over, so naturally, they saw this strange scene. The old man curiously poked the people in the long line and asked.
