Dr. Zhang commanded the doctor and the medicine boy to cook and feed the patients in an orderly manner. The people under Mo Lingyuan were dividing the patients into different halls according to the severity of their illness. There was a tin basin in the middle of the hall. Ai Ye.
Vinegar was boiled in the boiler, and the thick smell of smoke and sourness were mixed together. Although it didn't smell good, it gave people a sense of peace of mind.
The prescription to cure the disease came out, and those struggling on the verge of death seemed to see a ray of light in the dark, and their hearts were full of hope.
The dead atmosphere of the previous few days is long gone.
Chu Yunyao strode up to Mo Lingyuan, sat down next to him, reached out to rub his face, lowered her voice, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you? Miss He Jia made you angry?"
Seeing her coming, Mo Lingyuan coughed lightly, pulled her hand down and held it in his palm, "If I hadn't come in time for these snobby guys, the doctors here would have suffered.
How can the dignified and prosperous doctors rush to the place where the epidemic is rampant, regardless of life and death to save the people, how can they suffer such humiliation? "
Chu Yunyao looked around, and saw that Dr. Jiang had a large bump on his forehead, his cheeks were slightly swollen, and the faint palm prints had not dissipated.
Chu Yunyao stood up, walked to Doctor Jiang, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
Seeing this, Doctor Zhang had no choice but to tell Chu Yunyao what happened.
Chu Yunyao cut off the tendons of the guards' arms. These people were afraid of Chu Yunyao and Feng Yichen, so they resisted and did not vent their anger.
But as soon as Chu Yunyao, Feng Yichen, and He Jingshu left, the guards took the opportunity to attack and beat Doctor Jiang and other busy doctors who had just helped them sew up the tendon of their hands.
They had sharp weapons in their hands, but the doctors were unarmed. If Mo Lingyuan hadn't arrived in time, I don't know how hard these guards would make the doctors here.
Mo Lingyuan shot and killed the guard who was beating someone on the spot, and the rest of the onlookers were punished to kneel at the door, and they were not allowed to get up for three days and three nights.
Kneeling in the wind, even if he didn't die after three days, his legs would still be useless.
Chu Yunyao was very satisfied with this punishment. Some people just don't know that the sky is high and the earth is big. They must kill chickens to make an example of others.
Even doctors who are treating diseases and saving lives dare to do it, could it be that the He family gave them a bear gall?
Chu Yunyao took out the ointment from her purse and handed it to Dr. Jiang: "You have suffered, Dr. Jiang. This is the anti-swelling and stasis-removing ointment I prepared. It feels cool and refreshing after applying it on the face. All right, try it out."
Dr. Jiang didn't expect that Chu Yunyao not only didn't gloat and laugh at him, but also gave him a plaster. He felt ashamed and ashamed at once, and couldn't help crying: "Young Madam has a big heart, and this old man deserves it."
Chu Yunyao smiled heartily, "My colleagues are enemies, not to mention, I am young, and it is normal for you to disobey me. Doctor Jiang, you did not give in unprincipledly because of my status as the young wife. Respected by Dr. Zhang..."
Mo Lingyuan stood behind her, listening silently, feeling happy in his heart.
As expected of the woman he trained with his hands, she vaguely possesses his usual demeanor in dealing with others...
Take her by your side for a while, and in time, let her get in touch with his core military affairs. In case something happens to him one day, the Mohist army in his hands can also be handed over to her for her dispatch. .....