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Less than a day had passed when people suddenly realized that Qin Yaru was the fastest at treating patients, with results that were immediate, even more so than those skilled doctors.
This was quite normal; Qin Yaru's medical skills were not particularly advanced, but she was very adept at treating common ailments. She knew many folk remedies that no one else had discovered yet, such as for trachoma and insect bites, which she could apply effortlessly with immediate effect.
These disaster victims could barely afford food, let alone medical treatment. Regardless of whether they were suffering from serious illnesses or not, they endured it themselves. In fact, those who truly could not withstand severe illnesses had long since perished on the road. Most of those who managed to arrive at Wudang County were strong and healthy individuals.
These people had minor ailments, but when they encountered free medical consultations, they naturally wanted to come and see a doctor, hoping to take some medicine home.
These were all common ailments that did not require particularly advanced medical skills, and this was where Qin Yaru excelled.
That day, after a busy morning, she planned to take a break and prepare some delicious food to reward her own stomach using the vegetables specially sent by Xu Constable. They were out here providing free medical services, not enjoying luxury; although their living conditions weren't too harsh, their meals were certainly not good.
Just as Qin Young Lady had started a fire, an emergency patient arrived. This patient was extremely hungry and had accidentally swallowed a piece of metal while eating grass roots.
Su Tu and Meng Ge frowned, wanting to prescribe some medicine to soothe the stomach and intestines. Unfortunately, they had run out of medicinal herbs at that moment. A group of doctors surrounded the patient, feeling somewhat helpless.
Meng Ge could only offer reassurance: "It's nothing serious; don't panic too much. If you're not feeling too uncomfortable, just go home and rest. It's nothing major; you'll be fine once you pass it."
However, the patient was frightened out of his wits, thinking he had ingested something filthy and would surely die. He trembled at the thought that after all his struggles to escape to Wudang County, he might still not survive in the end.
Seeing the patient nearly fainting from fear while clutching his stomach and groaning in pain, Su Tu was startled and thought the situation was serious. Suddenly remembering that Qin Yaru was skilled in surgery, he rushed over to her and explained the situation: "Consort Qin, do you think we can perform an operation to remove whatever is inside him?"
Qin Yaru couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. After checking his pulse again, she rolled her eyes and said, "No need for surgery." Did they really think surgery was a joke that could be done casually? This little issue didn't require any special treatment.
Upon hearing this, the patient assumed that Qin Yaru refused to save him and began to wail loudly: "Is there no justice? Aren't doctors supposed to have compassion? How can you just watch me die without helping!"
His loud cries were piercingly sharp, leaving those around him dazed.
Qin Yaru shook her head, "With this spirit, he won't die anytime soon." Just then, she noticed a handful of chives thrown into her vegetable basket. She casually picked them up and tossed them into the pot to stir-fry. Then, she added a special Laxative Powder, taking advantage of the patient’s cries to pour it all into a bowl and force it down his throat.
The patient rolled his eyes as he was fed, but having not eaten for a long time, the aroma of the vegetables made his stomach growl. Without needing Qin Yaru to help him, he grabbed the bowl and began to wolf it down.
Qin Yaru chuckled and placed half a pot of vegetables in front of him, saying with a smile, "This is the miraculous medicine; eat as much as you can, don’t hold back."
The patient ate ravenously, mumbling, "Right, if I'm going to die, I might as well die full."
The surrounding disaster victims initially paid no mind, but unexpectedly, after he had consumed half the pot, they heard a rumbling from his stomach. He quickly clutched his belly and rushed to the back mountain. Before long, when he returned, he looked completely revitalized and cheerful; clearly, whatever was stuck inside him had been expelled.
Everyone's gaze towards Qin Yaru changed immediately. When she effortlessly treated a child who had choked on a fishbone and healed a young woman with a burn on her arm, she had firmly established herself in this place. No longer was she just an apprentice assisting other doctors.
Gradually, Qin Yaru's reputation grew louder. In just a few days, the disaster victims were proclaiming that Wudang County had produced a Goddess Doctor. They praised her as if her medical skills surpassed those of the renowned doctors Hao and Ji.
However, Qin Yaru's leisurely days came to an end as patients began lining up for her treatment.
Fortunately, this life was quite fulfilling. Qin Yaru was eager to seize the opportunity to gain more practical experience.
One day, while she was attending to those with minor ailments one by one, she suddenly heard the sound of hooves. Looking up, she saw Pang Yuanying riding swiftly towards her on horseback.
The gentle breeze tousled his long hair; his robe appeared somewhat wrinkled and lacked its usual luster. He looked somewhat haggard but still exuded the same arrogance as before. Riding in on horseback, he casually waved his whip to disperse anyone in his way as if the group of disaster victims were no different from ordinary livestock.
Pang Yuanying approached Qin Yaru and dismounted. Leaning lazily against his horse, he nonchalantly extended his hand and asked, "Where's the free clinic?"
Qin Yaru frowned but still respectfully bowed and replied, "I greet you, Marquis."
Pang Yuanying smiled and said, "Today, the Marquis is in a bad mood. Consort Qin, accompany me for a drink."
Qin Yaru sighed inwardly, but her expression remained unchanged. "I am currently providing free medical consultations, and there are patients waiting. Please forgive me, Marquis, and do not delay my treatment of them."
Seeing her calm demeanor, Pang Yuanying's face darkened. Suddenly, he swung his whip and shouted, "Get lost!"
The surrounding disaster victims may not have known his identity, but they were perceptive enough to scatter at his furious shout. In the blink of an eye, only Pang Yuanying remained in front of Qin Yaru.
Pang Yuanying looked at Qin Yaru triumphantly, assuming she would be furious. However, to his surprise, Qin Yaru's expression did not change. She calmly put away her medical kit and began to organize the bottles and various tools inside.
Her sleeves were wide and long, which could have been cumbersome, but it did not hinder her movements at all; they flowed gracefully like water. Her long hair was simply tied up with a plain cloth. Today, she had not applied any makeup, yet her natural beauty was even more striking—her brows like ink and her eyes like water.
Pang Yuanying felt annoyed yet could not help but feel a strange itch in his heart, making him restless. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Why do you push me away? What is wrong with the Marquis?"
Encountering such obstinacy, Qin Yaru could only shake her head in exasperation. "Marquis, I am here to treat the sick and save lives. Why must you make things difficult for me?"
"Treating the sick and saving lives?" Pang Yuanying stared at her for a long while before suddenly raising his eyebrows. "I am also a patient; come over and attend to me." With that, he pulled up his sleeve to reveal a section of his right arm wrapped in white bandages, already soaked with deep red blood—clearly indicating that he had indeed been injured.
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