Feng Xiyun was still a bit sleepy, after all, she had just laid down when she was called awake.
At this mont, upon seeing the densely packed text, she imdiately woke up.
She could hardly believe that in just one day and night, he managed to diagnose all the patients’ symptoms and even identified other existing illnesses, writing the prescriptions for different patients with utmost clarity. Feng Xiyun carefully reviewed the dication thods for several special patients, shocked to the point she doubted if what she saw was real!
Even she couldn’t write such excellent prescriptions, nor could she have completed them so swiftly.
Could that Jianghu Doctor really be a hidden Divine Doctor among common folk?!
The more Feng Xiyun looked, the more incredible it seed.
She finished reading all the Xuan paper thoroughly, then suddenly, a small note fell out from the thick stack of Xuan paper.
Feng Xiyun picked up the note, reading, "I have beco accustod to hiding my identity, I do not wish to invite trouble, nor will I steal your credit."
This sentence made Feng Xiyun’s face flush with heat, instantly revealing a guilty blush.
She didn’t expect her little thoughts were quickly discerned by the other party.
Her current state was also embarrassed after being exposed.
Since childhood, she had never used such ans to prove her dical skills, having been praised for her exceptional talent by those around her since young. This was the first ti doing such a thing, and being discovered naturally made her feel ashad.
However, this emotion didn’t last long; since she was determined to make a na for herself this ti, there was no need to worry too much.
Feng Xiyun burned the small note with a candle.
Then sat down again, picked up pen and ink, and transcribed the thick dical records and prescriptions in front of her, masking them as though she wrote them herself.
Daybreak.
Sunlight spilled over the land.
Xiao Wu and Pang Nan had also gotten up.
But they had only slept for two hours.
With matters weighing on their minds, naturally, they couldn’t sleep well.
At this mont, visiting Feng Xiyun, they saw her sitting on the soft couch, continuously writing.
Both were sowhat surprised; Xiao Wu hurriedly asked, "Doctor Feng, why don’t you sleep a bit more?"
She looked at the Xuan paper filled with prescriptions, pondering whether she hadn’t rested at all?!
"I planned to lie down and rest." Feng Xiyun replied as she continued writing, "But as soon as I closed my eyes, all I saw were the images of epidemic patients, thinking about how their fates remain uncertain, I found it impossible to sleep. I might as well rise and continue crafting prescriptions."
"Doctor Feng, your body won’t be able to endure this," Xiao Wu worryingly said.
Especially upon seeing Feng Xiyun put down the pen and ink, with red streaks in her eyes, causing more concern.
"I am a doctor, I understand my body well. It won’t be a problem." Feng Xiyun said gently.
Xiao Wu felt a bit of admiration.
Pang Nan was also touched.
He was unexpected, Feng Xiyun looked like such a gentle woman, yet was so determined.
"By the way, I’ve written many prescriptions, Sir Pang, please sort and decoct them accordingly, make sure not to mix them up. If any mistake is made, all dicinal effects will be wrong, and different patients require different prescriptions, do not confuse them."
"Alright, leave it to ," Pang Nan hurriedly said.
"Thank you." Feng Xiyun replied politely.
She stood up from the soft couch, ready to hand over her written prescriptions to Pang Nan.
As she stood.
Her body suddenly weakened.
Pang Nan, nearby, promptly reached out to steady her, "Careful, Doctor Feng."
"I’m fine." Feng Xiyun quickly straightened herself.
Pang Nan also quickly released his hand.
After all, interactions between n and won should uphold propriety.
"Doctor Feng, you should go rest, the prescriptions are done, leave the rest to us," Pang Nan urged.
Feng Xiyun had yet to speak.
Xiao Wu also chid in, "Exactly, you’re now exhausted and we have so many epidemic patients waiting for you to treat them, you should rest first, we’ll inform you if anything arises."
"Alright." Feng Xiyun reluctantly agreed.
Her skin pale, appearing to be overly fatigued.
"Then we’ll not disturb Doctor Feng’s rest now. We’ll decoct the prescriptions and send them inside."
"I’m grateful." Feng Xiyun thanked, adding, "By the way, Ali inside has worked very hard too, providing with lots of useful information, please remind those inside to tell him to rest more."
"Okay." Xiao Wu responded, "Doctor Feng, take care of your health."
"Mm."
Xiao Wu and Pang Nan left Feng Xiyun’s room.
Walking a distance away.
Pang Nan regarded the thick stack of Xuan paper in his hands, unable to refrain from marveling, "Doctor Feng is truly more dedicated than I imagined, initially I was sowhat worried, but now it seems she’s not inferior to the Empress back then."
Xiao Wu silently nodded, agreeing with Pang Nan.
Yet sohow felt a certain, inexplicable emotion.
Did he instinctively refuse to admit Feng Xiyun was better than the Empress?!
Xiao Wu couldn’t quite articulate it.
In any case.
Healing the epidemic patients was crucial.
Not pondering much else.
Morning ti.
An Ning had just fallen asleep not long ago.
After toiling for a day and night, ultimately physically exhausted, initially planning to rest with closed eyes for a while, yet unexpectedly fell asleep leaning against the wall.
"Doctor." A voice called her ear.
An Ning opened her eyes.
Her eyes filled with red streaks.
The soldiers were actually sowhat reluctant.
They also knew this doctor had not rested since arriving.
Finally able to sleep for a mont.
But unfortunately, the decoctions were delivered from outside, and they didn’t know how to administer them to patients.
Too many types of decoctions, afraid of mixing them up.
And stressed outside emphasized they should not be wrongly administered.
So they could only awaken her.
An Ning rubbed her eyes, "Have the decoctions been delivered?"
"Yes, they’re all delivered, not knowing how to administer, we can only wake you, doctor."
"Mm." An Ning nodded.
She also knew decoctions would be sent today, so didn’t plan for a deep sleep, but still ended up dozing off.
She stretched.
Reluctantly making herself gather her spirits.
Then walked directly towards the incoming decoctions, looking at so case notes on the decoction sheets.
The dical records were no longer in her handwriting.
So, she indeed guessed correctly.
Feng Xiyun feared her thunder being stolen.
She really didn’t intend to claim credit in this matter, not desiring any unnecessary trouble, nor wanting anyone to know her identity, once the epidemic was cured, she planned to rush off to Wenzhou, hence simply fulfilled Feng Xiyun’s needs.
Moreover, importantly, this enabled faster patient healing.
With no reservations from Feng Xiyun towards her, there’d be no more hindrances.
An Ning didn’t delay, instructing Guan Yu and other soldiers accordingly, began administering dicines to patients.
Predictably.
Within three days, everyone would begin to improve.
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