"You, a military wife, have some nerve! You actually dared to administer medication to a patient without authorization. Do you know that this could be fatal?"
He rushed over as he spoke, but Zhang Shun stopped him.
Zhang Shun was a little guilty when he stopped the person.
After all, he didn't know how good Zhou's medical skills were, but he had found her on the advice of Dr. Song, so he could only bite the bullet and stop Dr. Wu.
When Dr. Wu, who was about to rush into the medical room, was stopped, he couldn't help but fly into a rage.
"Outrageous! Outrageous!"
I'm going to sue you for disregarding human life. I will not let this go so easily.
"You, you even laid a hand on me! I'm an expert sent from the capital, how dare you lay a hand on me?!"
Just then, a young man ran in.
Clearly unaware of what had happened, but seeing the man jumping up and down in anger, they quickly tried to calm him down.
"Oh, Professor Wu, why are you so angry?"
Professor Wu pointed to the people in the room and looked at Jiang Wenwan with an indifferent expression.
The army doctor, Song, looked blank, while Zhang Shun looked speechless.
At this moment, Aunt Jiang had her back to him and was holding her son tightly.
Yingzi, lying on the small hospital bed beside them, silently watched everything unfold with her dark, grape-like eyes.
The young man glanced into the room, then at the military doctor Wu and Song, and gave the doctor a meaningful look.
Doctor Song shook his head; he was powerless to help either.
Expert Wu pointed at them and said to the young man:
"Little Su! Look at them, look at them."
And then there's Dr. Song, who listened to an ignorant military wife and injected the child with artemisinin.
Jiang Wenwan was speechless.
Three years ago, Dr. Tu began clinical efficacy trials of artemisia annua neutral extract on Hainan Island.
You don't even know this, yet you call yourself an expert? Are you an expert who's just joking?
Upon hearing Jiang Wenwan's words, Professor Wu, who had been shouting on the other side, seemed to have his throat choked.
After a long pause, he said:
"What does that have to do with you?"
Where did you get the artemisinin you have?
Jiang Wenwan shrugged, looking quite nonchalant.
"I did the research, do you have a problem with that?"
Hearing her say that, Professor Wu still scoffed:
"Wait here, I'm going to call the military region right now. I'm going to report you for abusing drugs and causing a life to be on the verge of death."
As he was saying this, he turned to leave, when a shoe hit him on the back of the head.
"Pah! Your son is the one who's going to die, my son will be fine."
As she spoke, Aunt Jiang took off her other shoe and threw it at Expert Wu.
"You dare curse my son? He'll be fine!"
Professor Wu felt that today's great humiliation was all caused by Jiang Wenwan.
She glared at Jiang Wenwan fiercely, then angrily went to make a phone call.
The young man standing nearby also offered advice.
"Professor Wu, please don't be angry. Look at the mess this has made. Calm down, calm down."
"I must call the military region. An ignorant military wife can use medication at will. This situation must be stopped!"
Watching the man leave grumbling, Jiang Wenwan was speechless. This middle-aged expert really knew how to get attention.
Looking at Baogen, who had been lying under the covers and was gradually calming down and no longer shivering, I saw him.
Jiang Wenwan reached out to take his pulse again.
"The fever is gradually subsiding, and the pulse is stabilizing."
There was no electrocardiogram (ECG) available, so she could only judge the patient's condition by taking their pulse and checking the pulse rate.
It must be said that artemisinin is indeed very effective in treating diseases such as malaria.
"In the future, we should pay more attention to hygiene. If something has been in someone else's mouth, we should not take it out and feed it to our children, otherwise this situation will still happen."
Aunt Jiang blushed slightly.
"I understand."
Jiang Wenwan was just giving a casual instruction.
She couldn't resist meddling in other people's business.
When Zhou Yunting and Battalion Commander Gan arrived, Xiao Baogen was already asleep and his fever had subsided.
"How is it? I heard Baogen has a fever, and you had an argument with Professor Wu?"
As Zhou Yunting spoke, he looked her up and down.
Are you alright?
Jiang Wenwan took off her mask, which she had gotten from the elder.
"It's nothing, what could possibly happen to me? You should be worried about what might happen to that old professor."
He said he called the military region and threatened to sue me.
Zhou Yunting was speechless about this.
"I'll call my dad in a bit and ask. He probably knows about our relationship and will probably try to find other connections."
Jiang Wenwan remained silent.
"So what is he here for?"
"Originally, I planned to go to Qilianshan Pharmaceutical Factory, but I came here on short notice to check the situation."
The specifics of the situation are still unclear.
It's okay, don't worry, whatever happens, I'm here for you!
I heard you hunted a ibex today; I'd love to try your cooking!
Seeing that Baogen's fever had subsided, Jiang Wenwan told Doctor Song that they were going to the mess hall first.
"Let's go over later for mutton soup and roast whole lamb!"
The military doctor, Song, who was being greeted by her, responded with a "yes" and watched the two of them walk out together.
Battalion Commander Gan didn't greet them as they left, but he didn't care. He was more concerned about his son, though.
When we returned to the kitchen, everyone had already started preparing to eat lamb.
"You're back. Is Baogen alright?"
"fine!"
Song Dandan leaned closer and whispered:
"It's good that you're alright. We just saw Professor Wu angrily make a phone call, apparently saying that you caused some problems for the patient."
Jiang Wenwan was speechless.
"Don't worry about him, as long as he's alright."
"Yes, yes, I agree."
On the other end of the line, Zhou's father was having a headache. Hearing the buzzing noise on the phone, he was so annoyed that he wanted to immediately reinstate Political Commissar Feng to his original position.
However, he knew this wouldn't work, so he had to suspend him from his duties.
Then they promoted him, and they moved Political Commissar Meng from the First Regiment to that position.
In this way, Instructor Lü officially became the deputy political commissar of the regiment.
The original political commissar was promoted further.
Mr. Zhou put down the phone and said to the orderly standing beside him:
"Go contact the pharmaceutical factory and have Professor Wu taken away!"
His orderly was also helpless.
"Commander, the pharmaceutical factory couldn't stand this guy anymore, so they deliberately sent him over under the guise of an investigation."
The truth is, I don't want it. Right now, it's unlikely anyone will be willing to come.
Zhou's father was so angry at these words that he laughed.
"Just because they don't want it, doesn't mean I should? What do you think this place is?"
"Make a phone call. Tell them we have someone here who can develop artemisinin, and see if they'll send anyone."
Hearing him say that, the orderly's eyes lit up immediately.
"Yes, sir!"
"By the way, Commander, I heard the First Regiment is having roasted whole lamb and drinking lamb soup!"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhou stood up from behind his desk and walked out.
"Hmm? It seems the soldiers are eating well. Let's go take a look."
"Call them right away. I'll go over first. If they don't send anyone, I'll take the person back to them on my way."
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