In order to prove the efficacy of the medicine, Liu Guoliang, who was very opposed yesterday, now can't wait to urge Lin Wanchun to cook the medicine quickly.

Fortunately, Lin Wanchun didn't make him wait any longer.

After handing the baby and Qin Yan to Qin Hua who had just arrived, he went downstairs with the medicine.

She bought a bun at random in the cafeteria, and while she was eating it, she cooked medicine and made some soup.

When she brought the medicine to the fifth floor, Liu Guoliang and the nurse in the ward had already changed Qin Yan's medicine and brought a heart rate monitor.

Qin Yan felt that he was not feeling well today, so he did not let Lin Wanshun feed him and just picked up the bowl to drink.

As everyone watched with bated breath, he drank the bowl of medicine.

Everyone subconsciously looked at the heart rate monitor, but to their surprise, the lines on the heart rate monitor today were only slightly more intense, not as exaggerated as yesterday.

What is going on?

"Captain Qin, how do you feel?"

Unable to help himself, Liu Guoliang asked.

At this moment, Qin Yan's heart was also full of surprise.

It turned out that the severe pain from yesterday did not appear, and there was nothing abnormal. It was as if I just drank a bowl of ordinary medicine.

But he had a keen sense of smell and didn't notice any difference between today's medicine and yesterday's.

But his face remained expressionless.

"I feel fine and I'm fine."

But his explanation did not dispel Liu Guoliang's doubts.

In the end, he just turned around and asked Lin Wanchun.

Even the others noticed something was wrong, and Lin Wanchun was no exception.

Not only did the heart rate monitor beat violently yesterday, but Qin Yan also had sweat on his head.

It was totally different from the peace today.

Lin Wanchun wanted to drink the bowl of chicken soup with spiritual spring water.

Could it be the spiritual spring water that caused his strange reaction yesterday?

Her mind was in turmoil, but Lin Wanchun's reaction was as calm as Qin Yan's.

When asked by Liu Guoliang, she replied calmly: "It is normal for individuals to have different drug tolerance."

Naturally, she couldn't reveal the matter of the space and the spiritual spring, even if that person was Qin Yan.

After all, the medicine was not researched by Liu Guoliang, and he had never used it. Although he still had some doubts in his heart, he just accepted Lin Wanchun's statement.

However, Qin Yan knew clearly in his heart that the contrast between yesterday and today could not be explained by a simple reaction.

Thinking back to the bowl of chicken soup he drank yesterday, he felt a little more doubtful.

What secret does she seem to have?

For the next two or three days, Lin Wanchun did not give Qin Yan any more spiritual spring water.

Just use those two external and internal medicines.

But even so, the wounds on Qin Yan's body healed much faster than before taking the medicine.

Liu Guoliang was shocked.

He never thought that one day he would be surpassed by the medical technology that was said to be backward and ignorant.

Although Qin Yan's left leg has not yet regained sensation, the current treatment progress is obviously much better than his plan.

If these two patches pass clinical trials and are used on the front lines, they will definitely greatly reduce the casualty rate.

Perhaps the effect of the medicine was too amazing. Every time Qin Yan used the medicine, Liu Guoliang not only watched the whole process but also took notes.

Time passed quickly, and six days had passed since Lin Wanchun came to Wenzhou.

The wounds on Qin Yan's body began to scab and heal, but his left leg still had no feeling.

Lin Wanchun couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

She was clearly following the cases recorded in the space, so how come there was no effect?

Qin Hua's brows, which were originally relaxed, became twisted into knots in the past two days.

Only little Miaomiao still ate and drank as usual, and sometimes even babbled to her father, not affected at all.

After drinking the medicine on the seventh day, Qin Yan's legs were still numb. Lin Wanchun finally couldn't sit still anymore, so she decided to give him acupuncture.

Liu Guoliang was startled.

Acupuncture is even more mysterious than taking a pulse, and Lin Wanxun obviously has no medical experience, so he hesitated again.

"How confident are you? How about I find someone to help you with the injection?"

Liu Guoliang did not raise any objections this time, but he was worried that Lin Wan would not be able to perform the defuse properly, so he suggested finding someone to help.

Lin Wanxun had indeed never had the experience of injecting a real person, but there were various medical models that she had purchased in the space.

She studied medicine in those places every day, and she practiced acupuncture so many times that she didn't know how many times she had practiced it.

It can be said that even with her eyes closed, she cannot insert the wrong acupuncture points.

But she didn't say this, after all, in the eyes of everyone, she only knew the basics at best.

It wouldn't make any difference if she found someone else to give her the injection.

Thinking of this, Lin Wanchun no longer felt entangled.

But before she could nod in agreement, she heard Qin Yan's words of objection.

"No need to find someone to replace me, just let Wanwan do the acupuncture for me."

Lin Wanchun: ...

No, he trusts himself so much?

Liu Guoliang also didn't understand. Wouldn't it be better to find a more professional doctor?

"I believe in Wanwan's strength."

After spending a few days together, Qin Yan had a good understanding of Lin Wanxun's medical skills.

Besides, she didn't seem like a reckless person. Since she brought up acupuncture, she must be sure of it.

Most of all, he wanted to know what secret she was hiding.

The plan was finalized.

Lin Wanchun was not a talkative person. She took out the silver needles she had prepared in advance, disinfected them, and began to give him acupuncture.

Although her technique was already very proficient, in order to avoid being exposed, Lin Wanchun pretended to be a little unfamiliar when giving acupuncture.

This frightened Liu Guoliang, who was watching the whole process, and made him break out in a cold sweat.

I was afraid that she would insert it into the wrong acupuncture point and cause serious disaster.

He also didn't understand why he was like a demon, agreeing to her absurd suggestions again and again.

Qin Hua was also very nervous, and his hands hanging at his sides were unconsciously clenched into fists.

As the silver needles fell one by one, his heart beat faster and faster, and finally, his forehead was even soaked with sweat.

Qin Yan remained calm from beginning to end.

His eyes were fixed on the woman who was clumsily inserting the needle into him.

He soon discovered that although her movements seemed unskilled, each time she inserted the needle she was very firm, without the slightest hesitation.

Under the gaze of the three people, Lin Wanchun inserted the last needle.

"How is it?"

Qin Hua asked impatiently.

At this moment, he was just like all his anxious family members. He held on tightly to even the tiniest glimmer of hope and refused to let go.

Although Liu Guoliang is not a family member, he is no less concerned about Qin Yan's condition than Qin Hua.

It was Lin Wanxun’s first time to give acupuncture to a real person, so she was actually quite unsure. At this moment, she looked at Qin Yan with some nervousness.

Facing the burning gazes of the three people, Qin Yan remained silent, then said, "I haven't realized it yet."

Then, as if he was afraid that she would be burdened, he added another sentence.

"I believe that if I do it a few more times, it will definitely work."

Lin Wanchun: ...

Well, 놋 was comforted.