The man coughed violently, his stomach churning, until bitter bile gushed from his mouth. Only then did Mei Yun slowly withdraw the gleaming silver needles and gently place him back on the sturdy stretcher.

She walked lightly to the counter, took out a well-sealed medicine bottle, gently poured out a few dark pills, and then carefully pried open the man's jaw and fed him the pills.

For the rest of the time, Mei Yun stood quietly in place, without making any movement.

The panicked woman's voice trembled as she asked, "Doctor, what's wrong with my husband?"

Mei Yun replied calmly, "His life has been saved. I gave him an antidote I made myself, and he should feel better in about half an hour."

The woman remained skeptical: "Can you really save my life? You're not hiding anything from me, are you? If something happens to my husband, I won't be able to live either."

Meiyun patiently guided him: "Observe his complexion carefully, isn't it much better than before?"

The surrounding crowd began to discuss: "That's right! When he was first brought here, his face was frighteningly pale, but now he looks like he has some color in his skin."

"That's right, it's really amazing. It seems this doctor is quite skilled."

Hearing the crowd's comments, the woman burst into tears and, pulling her children along, knelt down and kowtowed to Mei Yun, saying, "Thank you, doctor, for saving our lives. Thank you."

Meiyun quickly helped them up, saying, "Saving lives is my duty; you don't need to do this."

Knowing that her husband was out of danger, the woman quickly told the children, "Go and get a broom and a rag. We need to clean this place up so as not to cause trouble for the doctor."