"Master Wu." An Ning truly did not want to entangle with Little Wu, "I’m going in."
"Alright." Little Wu nodded.
He had so admiration for the person in front of him.
It inexplicably reminded him of the empress back in the day.
The empress was in Yu Zhou at the ti, also for the epidemic-stricken citizens, working tirelessly and selflessly without regard for herself.
Now seeing the doctor much like the empress, who disregards herself, he felt a great affinity.
Little Wu watched her back.
Pang Nan also watched her like this, he actually looked at this doctor differently just like Little Wu.
Because as doctors gradually beca infected, the ones remaining even refused to see patients, scared of being infected themselves, yet this newcor was so resolute and unhesitant.
If the epidemic is truly controlled, he must reward this doctor well.
...
An Ning walked into the epidemic isolation zone.
A vast common room, although everyone slept on the floor, the place was spacious, with their own independent spaces, relatively clean, overall, it looked quite alright.
Her arrival did not evoke much response from the people.
Almost all patients were asleep, as the epidemic made people groggy.
Only a few guarding soldiers inside saw her and quickly ca over, "Are you the new doctor?"
"Yes." An Ning nodded, straightforwardly saying, "Are there other doctors infected here?"
"Yes."
"How many?"
"Two." The soldier responded.
"Take to find them."
"Alright."
The soldier led An Ning towards the two deeply asleep doctors.
An Ning squatted, placing the dicine box aside for now, and began checking their pulses.
She wasn’t here just to deliver dicine to Feng Xiyun, she primarily ca for the patients’ diagnoses.
She had just slled Feng Xiyun’s dicine, that particular redy was exceptionally effective against common illnesses, but facing this contagious epidemic, it was of little use.
An Ning took pulses for a while, checked the doctor’s body, saw the red spots spreading from his neck, and asked, "Did everyone infected with the epidemic develop red spots?"
The soldier answered, "Yes, so once red spots appear on the body, they are sent here."
An Ning nodded slightly, having so idea now.
She then carefully checked the doctor’s body for any other visible symptoms.
Thus for a good while.
An Ning asked, "How many people are here?"
"This is the critical zone; there are 126 people here," the soldier replied.
"Guan Yu."
"Here."
"Help prepare pen and ink," An Ning said.
"Yes."
An Ning walked to the side, picked up pen and ink, wrote down a prescription, and after writing it, she said to the soldier, "Take this out, have them prepare this dicine first, then bring in two doses."
"Alright." The soldier quickly agreed.
After An Ning wrote the prescription, she didn’t linger.
She started diagnosing each patient individually.
Based on the patients’ conditions, she had Guan Yu keep records for her.
"Doctor." A soldier hurried over.
An Ning was examining a patient, casually asking, "Is the dicine ready?"
"No," the soldier said, "Just received news from outside saying to have the patients take Doctor Feng’s dicine first, observe the reactions, then use the new prescription."
An Ning frowned.
Feng Xiyun’s dicine was utterly ineffective.
Taking it only delays ti.
She never considered that Feng Xiyun would also have her pride and stubbornness.
"Doctor, the dicine is this one?" The soldier, not getting a response from An Ning, went to find the dicine box himself.
Apparently directly ordered, needing no consent from An Ning.
"Yes." An Ning nodded.
"Then I’ll first give it to the doctor."
The soldier said, and without seeking An Ning’s permission, he helped the infected doctor drink the dicine.
An Ning pressed her lips, ultimately not stopping him.
Though Feng Xiyun’s dicine was useless, it had no side effects either.
She continued focused on examining other patients, making records.
She examined all 126 patients before telling the soldier, "Go communicate outside, saying the patients took Doctor Feng’s dicine with no effect, have them prepare my prescription dicine and bring it in."
"Yes."
The soldier left to report.
An Ning sat on the side, organizing her dical records.
For simply epidemic patients, one dicine would suffice.
But so patients had other ailnts too, so drugs couldn’t be used; she had to mark it down and even treat those other illnesses incidentally.
An Ning was utterly absorbed.
Once treating illness and saving lives, she completely imrses herself.
"Doctor, new dicine ca in from outside." The soldier suddenly stepped forward and said.
An Ning nodded, currently writing a prescription for a patient, not wanting to be interrupted.
She casually said, "First give it to the two doctors."
Thinking to heal them first so they could assist her in treating others.
"Yes." The soldier was respectful.
Holding the dicine and leaving.
"Wait." A sudden image flashed in An Ning’s mind; she called the soldier back, "Give the dicine."
The soldier gave the dicine to An Ning.
It was a dark mass, revealing nothing.
An Ning sniffed it, her expression noticeably changed.
"Why isn’t this my prescription?" An Ning asked.
The soldier was puzzled.
He was just responsible for delivering dicine and ssages.
An Ning pursed her lips.
No need to think; it was Feng Xiyun deciding on her own.
Feng Xiyun had replaced two of the herbs, with more expensive ones, but the effect was not as good.
An Ning took a deep breath, maintaining calmness; she said to the soldier, "Go tell them outside, saying to prepare the dicine according to my prescription first, tell Doctor Feng not to replace the herbs unless necessary."
The soldier had to go outside to report again.
At this mont, it was already deep into the night.
Feng Xiyun had remained at the temple, even having his own room, yet hadn’t slept.
Pang Nan and Little Wu seeing Feng Xiyun not resting, also stayed by him.
Actually, they were anxiously waiting for so good news from inside.
Little Wu wasn’t sure why he had this feeling; it just seed that once Ah Li went in, the epidemic would soon be cured.
Seeing soone co out again to report, he was even more eagerly anticipating.
"Doctor Feng, the doctor said to prepare the dicine using his prescription first, not to change the herbs, if the prescription is ineffective then consider changing." The ssenger reported.
Feng Xiyun’s expression changed slightly.
How did he know she had changed two herbs?
Once the dicine is brewed, it’s impossible to tell!
In fact.
Seeing that prescription made her already astonished at this doctor.
Her dical skills were not low, she could instantly see the quality of the prescription.
And was very clear, this doctor’s dical skills should be above hers!
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