Lin Yang stared at the backs of the two people in the video for a long time.
"Hey, I have a remedy here that can cure infectious diseases. Don't you want to give it a try?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two soldiers stopped in their tracks.
The taller one turned around, his face full of disgust: "How long are you going to keep fooling people, you quack? Everyone in the entire international rescue center knows you're desperate for fame!"
"Don't think I didn't see what you're carrying in your pocket. You think some wild grass picked from the roadside can cure diseases?"
What a joke!
The fact that Lin Yang nearly killed the general when he first arrived at the rescue center had already spread throughout the entire army.
The only reason he's still giving Lin Yang a friendly look is because of Lin Yang's status as a foreigner; he doesn't want to cause hostility or conflict between countries.
If Lin Yang were a Southeast Asian, he would have punched him long ago.
Lin Yang was scolded, but he didn't change his expression, acting as if nothing had happened, and turned to leave.
However, just as he took one step, the shorter soldier suddenly murmured a few words.
"But what if he's telling the truth?"
Lin Yang was startled and looked at him.
The short soldier's face was completely bloodless, indicating severe dehydration.
He had been following Lin Yang for so long that his legs were too weak to even stand up.
"Dude, have you gone crazy from a fever?"
Without saying a word, the tall soldier punched his comrade on the head, feeling utterly disappointed in him.
Perhaps this blow provoked the short soldier, for he lowered his head deeply, remaining silent for a full ten seconds, before suddenly throwing his sword to the ground.
"You're the one who's gone crazy from the fever! I'm more lucid than anyone else right now!"
“You all say Ouyang Jianfei has a way to save us, but look at what he’s done since he came to our country.”
"The medications he distributed were all proven ineffective long ago; they only treated the symptoms, not the root cause."
"Every day, from the moment we open our eyes, we attend this meeting and give that interview. Out of the 24 hours in a day, how much of our time is actually spent developing effective drugs?"
The short soldier became increasingly agitated.
He hadn't yet said anything even harsher—
Even if a miracle drug were to be developed, it would be given to the head of state and other high-ranking officials as soon as possible.
When will it be their turn, the turn of ordinary people?
As drug production gradually increases, the price will either become prohibitively expensive for ordinary families, or the time required will be so long that all the people who should die will have already passed away, rendering the drug meaningless.
He was trembling all over, and he didn't know where the strength came from. Throwing away his sword wasn't enough, so he simply took off his military uniform.
Since the hope of getting through this epidemic safely is slim, we might as well try anything and let Lin Yang give it a shot.
If it can be cured, then of course everyone will be happy.
If he can't be cured, he can end this painful life as soon as possible.
These words left the tall soldier speechless, and he could only watch angrily as the short soldier walked towards Lin Yang.
He watched helplessly as his companion bowed to Lin Yang, begging Lin Yang to treat him.
"Traitor! Traitor!"
"You wait, I'm going back to report to my superior right now. If he finds out that you're bowing and scraping to a murderer who almost killed a general, you'll never have a good life again!"
All curses seemed so pale and powerless at this moment. The tall soldier turned and left, furious.
Unfortunately, he was too weak, and even if he wanted to run back to complain, he could only drag his heavy steps and move like a snail.
Lin Yang shook his head.
Why……
Why are these people so single-minded?
never mind.
Opportunity favors the wise.
"Sit down, I'll brew some medicine for you now. You'll feel much better after you drink it."
Lin Yang took out a portable folding stool from his snakeskin bag and let the short soldier sit down to rest. Then he set up a makeshift stove on the spot, cut a few tree branches, put the pot on it, and began to simmer the Chinese medicine.
Soon, a fragrant aroma wafted out of the pot.
Like Luna and her daughter, the short soldier couldn't help but take a deep breath, his face filled with ecstasy.
"Is this the legendary Chinese medicine?"
He had heard of the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine before, but he didn't know much about it.
"Yes, Chinese medicine has a history of thousands of years. All raw materials are taken from nature, and the methods are different from those of Western medicine."
While Lin Yang was efficiently boiling the medicine, he chatted incessantly with the short soldier, introducing the names and uses of the herbs.
The short soldier looked at Lin Yang's nonchalant demeanor, remained silent for a while, and felt a little uneasy.
He originally thought that Lin Yang would make things difficult for him for a while before he would treat him, but he did not expect Lin Yang to be so calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and not minding the conflict that had occurred between them at the International Rescue Center.
Is this person really the quack doctor who will stop at nothing for fame and fortune, as described by media reporters?
Thinking of this, the short soldier looked behind him with a worried expression.
His companions will surely go back and complain.
What if the army sends people to arrest him and Lin Yang?
He told Lin Yang about his worries, but Lin Yang seemed indifferent.
"So what? Let them come. I haven't done anything illegal or disorderly. I'm just brewing some wild herbs here that they say have no use. On what charge are they arresting me?"
"But……"
"It's fine."
Lin Yang shook his head, his gaze resolute.
Black is black, and white is white.
Perhaps black and white will be reversed by those with ulterior motives, but in the end, evil will always prevail over good.
While the two were talking, the Chinese medicine had already been brewed.
Lin Yang used the pot lid as a bowl to serve a portion to the short soldier.
Looking at the dark, black medicine, the short soldier swallowed hard, steeled himself, closed his eyes, pinched his nose, and gulped it down.
"It's so bitter... but it's not purely bitter. It's a bit like a special product called tea in China. It's bitter with a hint of aroma. I wasn't used to it at first, but it got much better after a couple of sips."
Strangely enough, just two or three seconds after the short soldier drank it, a little rosy color appeared on his paper-pale face.
The abdominal pain that had been troubling him for so long was also greatly reduced.
"I'm actually cured?"
Feeling the changes within his body, the short soldier tried to stand up from the small stool and move his limbs.
Sure enough, every muscle was full of power.
"So, it turns out everyone wronged you..."
"If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would never have believed that such a miraculous drug existed in the world."
Tears welled up in the short soldier's eyes, and he turned to kneel on one knee to pay his respects to Lin Yang.
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