"Young lady, are you here for a medical checkup too?" The old doctor was quick and had already cleaned up the necrotic tissue from the patient's wound, which was now being bandaged by two students.

Bai Yan shook her head: "No, I'm here to apply for a job."

"Applying for a job?" The old doctor looked Bai Yan up and down, adjusting his glasses. "You... young lady, do you have any medical experience?"

Bai Yan said, "I have some knowledge of both Western and traditional Chinese medicine, and I can also make anti-inflammatory drugs."

The old doctor immediately became interested: "Are you from a family of doctors?" Although he was young, it was always better to have an expert than a student. "Did your parents teach you from a young age?"

Bai Yan didn't want to lie about this, lest she be exposed later: "No, I learned it on my own by reading books."

Old doctor: ...

"Little girl, I see you're still young. You came here without telling your family, didn't you? It's good that you're kind-hearted and know how to give. But don't worry your mother. Go home quickly!" He was too busy to comfort the child.

Just then, a nurse from another bed shouted, "Dean, the person who was injured in the explosion yesterday still has a high fever, and I see him convulsing!"

The old dean walked over, touched his forehead, examined the injury, and could only shake his head helplessly: "There's no hope."

There should have been a chance of recovery, but they have no medicine. Even if they force the surgery now, the postoperative infection will kill them... There's nothing they can do.

A large portion of the medical staff were students who had been temporarily brought in, some of whom were about the same age as Bai Yan. They couldn't help but sob.

"He was perfectly fine yesterday. He carried many of the injured people to our hospital. Director, didn't you say his injuries weren't life-threatening? Why can't we treat him? How about we give him a penicillin injection?"

"Can I pay for him?" This student is clearly from a wealthy family.

It's not fatal, but if it drags on, it could be deadly.

The old hospital director sighed softly: "Penicillin is a scarce drug. There wasn't enough even during wartime, let alone in this situation. Even if we give him the injection, he'll need at least four or five doses, and he also needs surgery... The hospital doesn't have enough hemostatic drugs after the surgery either."

Yesterday's attack was a surprise attack without any preparation. Even if Fengyi sought support from other provinces, they wouldn't be able to arrive in a short time.

Moreover, the situation among warlords is extremely chaotic right now. Who knows whether the one who enters the city is an enemy or a friend, or if he will take advantage of the chaos to stab us in the back?

Commander Xu sent troops to blockade several stations, preventing the enemy from entering and keeping them from leaving.

"There's no other way," the old dean said again, though it was unclear whether he was trying to convince himself.

"How about I give it a try?" a clear female voice rang out.

The hospital was filled with a desolate, deathly atmosphere, but this voice was full of life.

The old dean turned his head and saw that it was the young girl who had spoken to him earlier about applying for the job. He was initially about to be annoyed.

But when he met the little girl's bright, lively eyes, he finally sighed softly: This child is not a bad person.

"Little girl, although we can't save him now, as long as you work hard and study hard, you might be able to save more people like him in the future."

Today, this land of China is scarred by war, but in her eyes, there is vibrant life. Young people are hope, the hope for the future of this land.

Bai Yan shook her head: "But I can save him right now."

The old dean frowned, but Bai Yan spoke first: "You've all run out of options, why not let me save him instead of just letting him die? I'm at least 90% confident I can cure him."

Having experienced a world ravaged by war, she had already devised a plan of action the moment she saw the wounded.

"Young lady, if you're not here for treatment, please don't cause trouble, okay?" A nurse asked Bai Yan to leave, saying, "Our hospital is really busy right now, with so many patients to see. If you're here to cause trouble, please leave immediately."

Bai Yan couldn't bear to see a life dedicated to the country slip away like this, so she insisted, "I really can save him. Let me try, I have a way..."

"Let her go." The old director waved his hand, then looked at the patient who was convulsing, and finally couldn't bear it: "Give him an injection, first give him a shot of penicillin."

Regardless of whether he can be saved or not, he's a doctor; let's prolong the time as long as possible.

"No..." The person on the hospital bed opened their eyes, reached out and grabbed Dean Fang, saying haltingly, "No, I don't want the injection... Commander, Commander has no money in his account, he still needs to buy a gun..."

He knew that a box of penicillin was more expensive than a box of gold bars.

He knew he was going to die.

His life isn't that valuable. Only with guns can they fight and protect the land behind them, their parents, and their families.

The nurse noticed that his pupils were already somewhat dilated, so she turned her face away and sobbed softly.

"I'll treat you for free!" Bai Yan didn't care about anything else and strode to his side: "Brother, I'll treat you, I'll treat you for free, and if I can't cure you, I'll even pay you back! Do you agree or not!"

"Okay..." He was already out of his mind.

In other worlds, when she practiced medicine, people would kowtow and beg her to save them. She never expected that the situation would be reversed here. She turned around and said, "You heard it, he agreed."

Seeing that the man's gaze was unfocused, Bai Yan immediately pressed her fingers hard on several acupoints on his body. This was a unique skill she had learned from an old Chinese medicine doctor in another world, which could keep a person alive in critical moments.

The old headmaster wanted to stop her, but once her pupils dilate, even a miracle couldn't save her; this little girl was really...

"Cough..." The man's eyes widened, his body stopped convulsing, but his open mouth began to breathe rapidly.

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