Commander Wang was taken aback upon hearing this and turned to look at Mo Beichen.
Mo Beichen chuckled softly, "I'm afraid of my wife."
The implication is that he listens to his wife.
Commander Wang understood, but instead of being dissatisfied, he was full of respect. "Madam, please feel free to do as you please. However, if you contract this plague, you will not be allowed to enter the city."
Yun Qingluo smiled and said, "We have already taken preventative medication beforehand. An hour or two of contact will not cause any problems, Commander Wang, please rest assured. It is getting late, and we are in a hurry to get into the city to settle things. May I go and check on the patients in the intensive care unit first?"
Commander Wang immediately stood up straight, gestured with his hand towards the direction of the intensive care unit, and invited them to proceed.
Yun Qinglu smiled slightly, and followed the person leading the way, along with the Ghost Doctor and her master.
After getting off the carriage, she had already observed that the small houses here were laid out in an orderly manner, and the patients lived in different areas according to the severity of their illnesses.
"They can even separate and isolate people; that's quite modern of them," Xiao Yi interjected.
Yun Qinglu smiled and said, "This is not a modern phenomenon. Any doctor or commander with a bit of skill can figure out this basic common sense. It's like when soldiers are wounded in battle. They have their own tents for those who are seriously injured and those who are slightly injured. The severity of their injuries is also determined by the urgency of the injury. This makes it easier for the accompanying military doctors to treat them in a timely manner and prevents them from missing the best time for treatment."
As they were talking, they arrived at the area where the patients were in serious condition.
The person leading the way seemed hesitant and dared not continue forward.
When you contract this disease, you may initially only have a cough, but then your whole body will ache, your cough will worsen, and you may even cough up blood.
Yun Qingluo noticed his hesitation, but she didn't speak. After all, they still needed this guide to lead them inside and introduce them.
Only when someone trusted by the patients introduces her and her group can she gain their trust as quickly as possible.
Suddenly, a person came out from inside. The person who had led the way looked like he had seen a savior. "Doctor Zhou, this is a divine physician brought by Commander Wang. He came from the capital. Please take them in to examine the patient."
Dr. Zhou, who was quite old and had a hunched back, showed a look of surprise and delight upon hearing this. "A divine doctor from the capital! Very good, very good. I will take them inside right away. Please come in, distinguished guests."
"Just call me Madam Mo. This is my master, and this is my martial uncle," Yun Qingluo said as she walked inside.
The rooms here are very large, like a collective resettlement house.
As soon as Yun Qingluo walked in, she knew she had guessed correctly.
Inside lay all sorts of patients; some coughed incessantly, while others lay with calm eyes, seemingly waiting to die.
“Aunt Sun, this is a renowned physician from the capital. Please don’t think about dying. She will definitely be able to cure you. She was specially sent by His Highness to save your lives.”
"Your Highness? You're from the capital. Your Highness specially sent you to treat our illness. Could you be a physician from the Imperial Hospital? Please, divine physician, save us!" Upon hearing this, a mother and daughter immediately ran to Yun Qingluo with their child and knelt down. However, due to their weakness, they were more like lying down than kneeling, with the child tightly held by her side.
"Please, divine healer, save us! Cough cough, we, cough cough, we don't want to die!" An old man dressed in tattered clothes kowtowed in the direction of Yun Qingluo.
This action inspired those around him to kowtow to Yun Qingluo.
This was quite a large-scale operation, and Yun Qingluo felt a mix of emotions, including a deep sense of responsibility.
She had come all this way for Mu Zhi's request, only thinking that once she healed them and the rain stopped, she could return to her own Sumeru Continent.
She thought it was a deal, a deal between her and Mu Zhi.
But at this moment, seeing these living, breathing people struggling to survive, she genuinely and spontaneously wanted to save them.
They had no idea how skilled she was at medicine, and seemed unconcerned that she was a female doctor.
In the Sumeru Continent, a female doctor is met with skepticism from the people. But here, when Doctor Zhou introduced her as a divine healer, she only saw excitement and hope in their eyes, without any doubts directed at her.
Even if there is only a tiny glimmer of hope, they will not give up.
Yun Qingluo was deeply moved. Sometimes the difficulty is not that the disease is hard to cure, but that the patient's distrust of the doctor makes what was originally a simple disease complicated, and even leads to death.
When patients trust their doctors, they believe they can recover, that it's just a matter of time, and therefore they are willing to cooperate fully with the treatment process. However, when patients don't trust their doctors, they are unwilling to cooperate with the treatment, which not only leads to poor treatment outcomes but can sometimes even result in fatalities due to this lack of cooperation.
When Yun Qing was in the modern world, she would see various news reports. At that time, she was only grateful that she was a military doctor and that her patients were extremely obedient. Occasionally, there would be a few fearless people who questioned her, but she could suppress them with force and medical skills.
But this kind of repression leading them to believe is a completely different attitude from their trust from the very beginning.
"Alright, alright, I know you're excited, I know you haven't felt this way in a long time, but hurry up and say something, they're about to kowtow their heads to death." Xiao Yi shouted speechlessly.
Yun Qingluo quickly came to her senses, chuckled, and said in her mind, "Based on this unreserved trust, I don't care whether they truly believe or are just desperately trying to save a dead horse, I've decided to heal everyone here. Death can't take their lives from me."
"Please rise, everyone." Yun Qingluo stepped forward a few steps, slowly stretched out her hand, and made a lifting gesture, using her inner strength to directly hold back those who were kowtowing.
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