Inside the camp.

Based on the medical knowledge passed down by Chu Xiao, Dr. Zhang made many isolation curtains out of white cloth, separating each patient by a distance of two meters.

Each patient wore a white mask, and hand sanitizer and various pills were placed by the bedside.

Some of the injured had milder symptoms. When they saw Qin Yuezhao, they struggled to sit up and tried to kneel down to pay their respects, but Qin Yuezhao pressed them back onto the bed first.

"Dr. Zhang, how is the situation today?"

After taking the pulse of a seriously ill patient, Zhang Mi's expression turned grave.

"No, it still doesn't work! I've researched more than a dozen prescriptions for this disease, but none of them are very effective. This illness... I'm at my wit's end!"

"Your Highness!" A young soldier suddenly knelt on the ground. "Please, save us!"

"It doesn't matter if we die, but we have elderly parents and young children at home. If we can't exchange our war merits for food, what will become of our families?"

Huo Jiajun was not afraid of death, but they were afraid that their families would have no one to rely on after they died.

Qin Yue Zhao helped the soldier up.

"Don't worry! The gods have already promised to give us medicine. I just hope you can persevere a little longer and not be discouraged."

She paused, then added, "Furthermore, even if you do encounter misfortune, I will not abandon your families. I will ensure they have enough to eat and wear. This is my promise to you!"

All the soldiers looked up and shouted with all their might:

"Thank you, Your Highness. We will die without regret!"

Seeing this, Zhang Mi also sighed.

"Your Highness, you are so kind to the soldiers. General Huo would be pleased to see this."

Qin Yue Zhao gave a bitter smile.

"Dr. Zhang, thank you so much for your help these past few days."

Zhang Mi shook his head.

"As a doctor, it is my duty to heal the sick and save the world. This is what I should do. Your Highness need not be so polite."

Just then, Chen Wan'er excitedly ran in.

"Your Highness, Your Highness! The gods have sent you gifts again!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yuezhao hurriedly left the wounded soldiers' camp and returned to the commander's tent.

Upon seeing the letter on the table, he quickly replied to Chu Xiao, "Okay, thank you, God!"

Not long after the paper was thrown into the treasure bowl, a huge package fell to the ground with a "clatter," creating a large crater in the sand.

Chen Wan'er's eyes lit up with excitement as she stepped forward and tore open the cloth bag.

But when he saw the ten quilts inside, his eyes lit up with excitement.

"Your Highness, it's a quilt! The pattern on this quilt is so beautiful, and it feels smooth to the touch, but the cotton inside is as soft and fluffy as a cloud."

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten! Ten quilts! The gods have given us ten of these quilts!"

Before he could finish speaking, countless bundles of cotton quilts rained down from the sky...