Jiang Qiao had promised to talk to the male doctor about the medication, and sure enough, as soon as she came out, the male doctor brought the hospital director to find her. He had seen that medicine before, and he was thinking about whether there was a substitute medicine so that more wounded people could be saved.

“Perfect timing, I was just about to come to you. I haven’t figured out the alternative medicine yet. Of course, as you know, it would be difficult to achieve the same effect without certain ingredients. I have the prescription for the common wound medicine. Let’s go to the office to talk.”

After Jiang Qiao went to the office and explained the main ingredients in the prescription for Song Shukun, even the hospital director shook his head repeatedly.

"These things, not to mention the price, are hard to find. No wonder they are so effective. Even ordinary herbs require years to mature, let alone these precious ones. This is really impossible."

"Comrade Jiang Qiao, tell me about another prescription that might be useful for first aid on the battlefield."

"Jiang Qiao? You're Jiang Qiao?"

When the dean heard this name, he suddenly remembered something.

"My goodness, I've finally met you in person! I've heard so much about you, and I'm so glad to finally meet you today."

Jiang Qiao was puzzled. The dean seemed to know her very well, but she didn't think she had ever met him before.

After the dean explained, Jiang Qiao finally understood. It turned out that the person in front of her was actually the senior brother of the doctor who had treated those experts.

"So you're fellow disciples. I was wondering how you'd heard of me. To be honest, I'm not as powerful as your junior brother makes me out to be. It's just a coincidence that I've read books about this kind of poison before. If you've read them, you'll know how to treat it too."

While Jiang Qiao was writing the prescription, those old leaders came to visit the patient. They happened to be at the door and overheard the conversation inside.

"Comrade Jiang Qiao, I didn't expect you to even contribute the prescription? You're a good comrade."

Jiang Qiao smiled sheepishly as she stood up. "Greetings, esteemed leaders. This is nothing compared to the wounded soldiers. I was just doing what I was supposed to do. I hope this prescription will work its magic. I've finished writing it. You can continue your conversation. I'll be going now."

The leaders had all come to comfort the wounded, so Jiang Qiao felt embarrassed to stay any longer and quickly went to find the nurse, since she had promised her.

After seeing the nurse's boyfriend's injuries, Jiang Qiao immediately wrote down several medicinal recipes and gave them to the nurse.

The nurse was older than Jiang Qiao. "Jiang Qiao, our director said you can rest in our dormitory. There's an empty bed in my room, and the bedding is all there. I'll take you there to rest. You haven't slept all night; even a person made of iron can't take that. If there's anything you need, just let me know, and I'll do it for you."

Jiang Qiao was naturally delighted to have help. She went to the kitchen to check on things and prepared to let the nurse take over the rest.

To everyone's surprise, when they went to the kitchen, the staff had already prepared everything Jiang Qiao had bought.

When Jiang Qiao went out, they heard that the injured hero who was brought in yesterday was supposed to have his leg amputated, but who would have thought that the little girl who helped them prepare meals in the kitchen managed to save Battalion Commander Song's leg? The news had already spread throughout the hospital.

You can imagine how much skill that takes. The leadership has already given instructions on what Comrade Jiang Qiao needs to do, and the kitchen is fully committed to cooperating.

Jiang Qiao herself was embarrassed. "Masters, thank you so much. When you make soup for the patients, add some of this to it. It's good for replenishing qi and blood. You can drink some too. It will definitely be good for your health."

The rest is up to the nurse. I'll teach her how to do it separately. We can talk again later, after I've rested a bit—”

Everyone knew that Jiang Qiao had stayed in the ward all night, so even if they wanted to ask her something, they were too embarrassed to do so. After instructing the nurse, Jiang Qiao asked her to take her to their dormitory to rest.

On the way, Jiang Qiao learned that the nurse's name was Lei Jiao. "My family ancestors were also doctors, but by my generation, I don't know anything about medicine, and I can't understand the medical books either."

Jiang Qiao casually asked, "It shouldn't be like this. Even if the traditional knowledge hasn't been passed down, you should still know a little bit about it, like recognizing medicinal herbs or treating illnesses. How come your family can't even understand medical books?"

Lei Jiao sighed, "This is a long story. I heard our ancestors were quite capable. Unfortunately, my grandfather and father were both only sons. Back then, the Japanese invaded and not only killed my grandfather and father, but also stole our family's ancestral medical books and the jade plaque that represented our heritage—"

Upon hearing the name of the jade pendant, Jiang Qiao's heart skipped a beat. She wondered to herself, "Could this person in front of me be the descendant of my eldest disciple from back then?"

But the surname didn't match. Then she realized what was going on.

When his eldest disciple got into trouble, how could his descendants dare to use that surname again? They probably changed their names and went into seclusion long ago.

"They even stole all the medical books?"

Lei Jiao nodded. "They were all taken away, but luckily my grandfather was clever. He had two very important books, and he hid the second volume of one of them, so the Japanese didn't find it."

However, even when this second volume came into my hands, it was useless. I couldn't understand the words, let alone the medical skills.

"Jiang Qiao, since you're studying this anyway, I'll give you this book later. If you can understand it, I hope you can benefit more people, which would be a way of giving back to our ancestors. It's useless to me; you should have it so it can be put to its proper use."

Jiang Qiao couldn't describe her feelings. Her heart was surging with emotion. To be honest, she never expected that she would encounter a descendant of the Heavenly Medicine Sect on this trip. She also never expected that the missing second volume would be in the hands of this descendant. It was as if even the heavens had abandoned the Heavenly Medicine Sect.

"Sister Lei, I can't just take that book for free. I have to pay you. Do you know how precious this thing is?"

Lei Jiao nodded. "I know. When my father went there, he said that this thing was very important and could not fall into the hands of the Japanese. I am the only daughter in our family. My mother remarried later, and she handed this thing over to me. This way, it can be considered as giving my father an explanation."

The problem is, no matter how precious it is, in my hands it's just a book I can't understand and it's not very useful.

Besides, I studied nursing, so I have even less need for this. Jiang Qiao, please, I hope you can figure this out and master it in the future.

Jiang Qiao nodded. "Sister Lei, I won't say thank you. But there's one thing you must listen to: you can't tell anyone about your family's affairs or this book. Just keep it to yourself. How should I put it? If it gets out, it might be bad for you."