Lin Yang stretched and headed to the cafeteria downstairs in the dormitory to get something to fill his stomach.
As soon as I entered the elevator, I heard whispering behind me.
"That kid up ahead is the traditional Chinese medicine doctor who invented the antidote."
"Brother, you don't know yet, do you? Two teams of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners have come from China this time. One is the Chinese Medicine Museum led by Liu Baohua, and the other is Lin Yang, who is all alone and doesn't even bring an assistant."
"I spoke with doctors at the Chinese Medicine Clinic a couple of days ago. They add hormones to the prescriptions they give to patients to enhance their therapeutic effect. It's not like what's rumored outside, where they use all-natural ingredients to regulate the body. It's not that mysterious."
“If even a large-scale TCM team like the China Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic operates like this, then Lin Yang, a self-employed individual, is probably adding even more ingredients.”
"So that's how it is. You scared me! I thought there was some kind of magic in the world that could cure diseases by simply picking up some grass leaves, boiling them, and drinking the liquid. It turns out that traditional Chinese medicine is a complete scam."
Lin Yang originally didn't want to pay attention to the others, but after hearing the conversation between the two, he couldn't sit still.
He doesn't care whether you call him a self-employed individual or say he's not as good as the Chinese Medicine Clinic.
However, if the entire field of traditional Chinese medicine is questioned, Lin Yang cannot remain indifferent.
Just as he turned to speak, one of the foreign doctors' words drifted into his ears: "Let's finish our work today and go back to the dormitory to rest. I haven't slept well for the past two days. I have a headache, and I don't know what I ate this morning, but I also have diarrhea. I feel terrible."
Lin Yang's gaze fell on the irritated foreign doctor's face, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say.
He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over.
Amid the questioning looks of the two foreign doctors, Lin Yang raised his other hand and placed it on the side of his cheek, making a phone call gesture, and smiled meaningfully: "If you feel anything unusual in an hour, you can come to me for treatment."
Just then, the elevator arrived.
Lin Yang ignored the two and left.
Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and palpation.
The moment Lin Yang saw the foreign doctor, he realized there was a problem.
He wasn't suffering from sleep deprivation or food poisoning; rather, like the local Southeast Asian residents who had access to contaminated water, he had contracted an infectious disease.
In another hour, the discomfort will turn into symptoms of illness.
Lin Yang had already revealed the prescription on the day he was surrounded by soldiers and successfully escaped.
If those two blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners had even glanced at the prescription, they would have known that he hadn't added anything other than traditional Chinese medicine, let alone hormones, which are extremely harmful to the human body.
Since they scoff at this prescription, then let's not blame God for teaching them a lesson with facts!
Inside the restaurant, Lin Yang enjoyed his meal immensely.
On the large screen in front of them, a news anchor was broadcasting live footage of the escort team clearing the deer carcasses from the mountain spring. From now on, the water quality will be restored to its original state.
Having experienced this catastrophic plague, the residents were filled with fear and anxiety.
Even after the body was removed, they were still worried and rushed to buy the "water purification formula" from Luna and her daughter, hoping to drink the safest and purest water through the traditional Chinese medicine filtration method taught to them by Lin Yang.
Luna and her mother were also very helpful. They not only taught Lin Yang all the methods he had taught them, but also sold the herbs they picked at home at a low price to the neighbors who came to ask for medicine.
Because the mother and daughter lived in the mountains, they were more familiar with the terrain and the distribution of herbs, and many people asked them to help with the picking.
The mother and daughter also earned some money for their labor and escaped poverty.
Lin Yang enjoyed his meal while watching the images on the TV screen, feeling content.
"Buzz—"
The phone on the table vibrated, and the screen lit up.
Lin Yang picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number from Southeast Asia.
"Hello, Mr. Lin Yang, I am the beautiful American doctor you met in the elevator an hour ago. My brother has been infected and is now convulsing and unconscious. Please come and save him immediately!"
The panicked voice of the American doctor came through the phone, but Lin Yang remained calm and composed.
"Oh, then you'll have to prepare your own medication. Didn't I give every doctor at the International Aid Center a prescription?"
"I……"
The American doctor gritted his teeth, hesitated for two seconds, glanced at his unconscious colleague behind him, and could only tell the truth:
"The prescription has been lost by accident. There are too many kinds of herbs listed on it, and we can't accurately recall it from memory. Please come in person!"
"Was it lost by accident, or was it never intended to be saved? Is it impossible to accurately recall from memory, or was it never carefully examined?"
Lin Yang didn't mince words and pointed out the problem incisively.
They were staying in a double room, and if one of them accidentally lost their prescription, they could simply look at the other person's prescription.
Two people accidentally lost it at the same time?
The probability is not nonexistent, but it is very small.
"This..." The American doctor was speechless, and his tone became irritable. "Lin Yang, don't think we don't know that everything on your prescription is fake. The real useful thing is the hormones you secretly added."
"Hand over the hormones now!"
"If my brother misses the best time for rescue because of your deliberate delay, can you bear the responsibility? Don't think that just because you're in the limelight now, you can ignore other people's lives."
Oh?
They've even started threatening us?
Lin Yang sneered and hung up the phone.
He has never liked Americans, and now he likes them even less.
Domineering, arrogant, and self-righteous.
As a doctor, he naturally wouldn't stand idly by and watch anyone in the world die in front of him because of illness, but he wouldn't mind making some arrogant guys suffer a little more.
Ten minutes later, Lin Yang was still leisurely drinking coffee in the restaurant.
The phone rang incessantly, but Lin Yang seemed not to hear it.
Go ahead and fight.
If he accepts the challenge, he loses.
Ten minutes later, Lin Yang put the empty coffee cup back on the table, glanced at the time on his phone screen, and guessed that it was about time before slowly walking back.
In one room, the door was wide open, and a group of people were standing inside and outside.
On the bed, a handsome blond-haired, blue-eyed American man was convulsing, his life hanging by a thread.
"Damn Lin Yang, how dare he stand by and watch someone die!"
The doctor who had just called Lin Yang was furious, his face flushed red with anger, wishing he could grab Lin Yang right now and tear him to pieces: "Why won't he tell us what medication he used!"
"Even effective antibiotics didn't work. Is my brother really going to lose his life today?"
On the side of the bed, other foreign doctors were also at a loss.
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