At noon, the aroma of food wafted from Qianjin Hall, but due to the large amounts of alcohol and lime used for isolation and disinfection, the mixed smells in the air made the food’s fragrance less appetizing.

“Who else wants to go in and look? If you want to go in, hurry up, we don’t have many isolation suits left,” a disciple stood at the door and shouted to the hall.

Several doctors sat in the hall, and hearing these words felt somewhat awkward, rather like entering a marketplace with merchants loudly hawking their wares.

A few doctors came out, and everyone saw them approaching with some urgency.

“Actually, truly, he’s improved…” one of them said.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone’s expressions showed surprise.

How was this possible? In the morning he was clearly finished… how could he improve in just half a day?

“Those who want to look should hurry, only the last three isolation suits left!” the disciple shouted at the right moment.

At these words, the doctors who had originally disdained Qianjin Hall’s money-grabbing rushed over competing.

“Give me one…”

“I want to go…”

“I didn’t bring money, I’ll write an IOU…”

“IOUs won’t work…”

“Go on, how do you do business? No, how do you provide service? Why won’t IOUs work? IOUs naturally work, it’s just that IOUs cost double the cash price…”

“Surname Hu, even black shops aren’t as black as yours…”

The hall was noisy and chaotic like a marketplace.

Wang Qingchun sat to one side, his expression dark, motionless, as if he hadn’t heard the commotion.

“Lord Wang, this is specially reserved for you,” a disciple came over and said.

Wang Qingchun looked at him with a cold smile.

“No charge,” the disciple said before he could speak. “Our master said you’re an official, this must be provided to you. Whether this patient lives or dies is such an important matter that it only counts if you say so… otherwise even if the patient lives, without you speaking up, he’d probably still be considered dead…”

Bastard!

Wang Qingchun trembled with anger at these words, stood up and knocked away the isolation suit, then walked away with a wave of his hand.

None of the other doctors paid attention to him, all still competing for isolation suits. Only two or three people followed Wang Qingchun out.

Finally, three people obtained the isolation suits at high prices and with formidable physical fighting power.

Watching these three rush impatiently into the back courtyard, the others looked envious.

“Forget it, after they look they’ll still have to tell us. They spent money, we benefit,” someone said sourly.

Hearing others describe it wasn’t as good as seeing for themselves, especially for doctors like them. Being able to see more might mean learning something new. What did money matter? This was significant, and it was rare for Miss Qi to openly let people observe, including techniques, consultations, and all kinds of instruments without hiding anything…

Such opportunities were extremely rare!

Everyone stared eagerly at the back courtyard.

“Anyone want to eat?” A short, fat man wrapped in an apron and covered in sweat rushed over from the back courtyard holding a ladle, shouting excitedly, “Our cafeteria is serving braised pig’s head, steamed dumplings, and scallion pancakes today, specially for Qianjin Hall disciples and patients, with excellent color, aroma, and taste…”

Everyone in the hall showed black lines on their faces.

Free?

“Seeing everyone’s hard work, today we’re exceptionally offering takeout. Pre-order quickly, or there won’t be any left…” the cook shouted loudly.

The doctors present gritted their teeth.

Hard work? Hard work and still not free!

Qianjin Hall was really too shameless…

But everyone had been up for almost a day and night, and afraid of missing exciting drama, no one had been willing to go out to eat. By now they were indeed hungry. Even more hateful was that the cook wasn’t just shouting while holding a ladle, but had a servant behind him carrying a tray.

This tray was quite unique. Made of the most ordinary fired clay, it had a strange long shape with several compartments of different sizes. It was now filled with glistening meat, fresh and appetizing dumplings, and golden pancakes…

Just hearing might be bearable, but actually seeing it…

“I…” The two men who had been standing aside waiting to get medicine couldn’t help but raise their hands to call out.

But before they could speak, the man beside them kicked them.

“What are you doing? Let’s go,” he said in a low voice.

“We’re leaving now? Is Miss Qi alright?” the first man hesitated, his eyes still fixed on the full food tray.

“She’s fine,” the man said, pulling him along. “Let’s go back quickly, the boss is still waiting for news.”

The doctors in the hall, unable to resist temptation, began buying food, arguing about prices. This time it really was more like a marketplace, and no one noticed that the two men who had been there since yesterday buying medicine had left.

By afternoon, all the doctors had to accept the fact that Doctor Zhu, who had been about to die, was truly alive again.

“Miss Qi, is this the drug’s effect?” everyone finally couldn’t help but ask.

Qi Yue, who had removed her isolation suit and changed into ordinary doctor’s clothes, looked exhausted.

“Yes,” she answered simply.

“What medicine is this?” someone blurted out.

If this were anywhere else, or in front of other doctors, they would never ask such a question.

Asking a doctor what prescription they used was asking for a scolding.

But somehow, coming to Qianjin Hall, asking this seemed natural to everyone, as if it were normal.

Perhaps because Qianjin Hall always distributed those emergency treatment tips, or perhaps because they had just let everyone observe freely in the sickroom.

When this doctor asked, the others also looked at Qi Yue expectantly, waiting for her to explain in detail, preferably writing it down and giving everyone a copy. Of course, if it still had “For emergencies, please find Qianjin Hall” printed below, they wouldn’t mind this time.

Qi Yue looked at this doctor and smiled slightly.

“Poison,” she said.

The doctors were immediately stunned, then embarrassed and angry.

This woman, how could she toy with people like this! Too much!

“Miss Qi, why can’t you speak properly!” an older doctor said with shame and anger.

Qi Yue continued smiling, turning her gaze to him.

“Because I’ve discovered that when I speak properly, you don’t understand,” she said.

Watching the doctors angrily leave with flicked sleeves, Hu San turned to look at A’Ru with a grin.

“Master’s words are still powerful, one sentence is enough to anger people to death,” he laughed.

This time A’Ru looked at him without glaring or scolding.

“Does it still hurt?” she asked.

Hu San was stunned, not understanding at first.

A’Ru reached up and pressed the injury on his face.

Hu San hissed in pain and turned his head away.

During yesterday’s brawl, Hu San had indeed suffered, getting his face swollen by Doctor Zhu’s family members. After a night, the swelling hadn’t gone down but had gotten worse. His originally decent-looking face was now truly unsightly.

“Brew some medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, go take it,” A’Ru said, withdrawing her hand.

Hu San grinned and happily went off.

Watching Hu San drink only half a bowl of medicine before putting it down, the disciple in the medicine preparation room frowned.

“Senior brother, you’re a grown man and still afraid of bitter medicine not finishing it?” he said.

“What do you know? Who’s afraid of bitter medicine?” Hu San said.

“If you don’t finish it, the medicinal effect won’t be enough, and you’ll heal slowly,” the disciple said.

“Then let it heal slowly, what’s the rush?” Hu San said, getting up and strolling out.

There were actually people who liked their injuries to heal slowly… The disciple looked at his retreating figure in amazement.

Truly, when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds.

When night fell, Liu Pucheng, who had been released, looked at the patient on the bed with great excitement.

“Little Qi, this is the medicine you mentioned that shows miraculous effects within an hour!” he said tremblingly, looking at the small porcelain bottle in Qi Yue’s hands, he couldn’t help but tremble and didn’t dare reach out to take it for a look. “How could there be such a powerful…”

Qi Yue looked at the medicine in her hands, remembering the tension of last night and this morning, and even now her heart was still pounding.

When she lifted the cover time after time to see no medicinal effect, and of the originally small number of ten bacterial culture dishes, only the last three remained, then the last two, then the last one, that tension almost made her faint.

Fortunately, when she opened the last one, the bacteria in the culture dish had obviously changed.

No one was more excited than her, because no one knew better than her what this meant!

Penicillin! This medicine that could truly be called world-changing had actually been successfully extracted under such crude conditions!

Although the purity was very low.

But this was also incredible…

“This is your achievement!” Liu Pucheng said excitedly.

“No, this is nature’s achievement,” Qi Yue murmured. “One thing restrains another, all things mutually restrain and generate each other… It existed originally, I just found it.”

I really could find it!

Doctor Zhu regained consciousness and seeing Qi Yue and the others, his expression was excited.

“I knew it, I knew it, I always believed that Miss Qi could save me,” he said chokingly. Being a doctor himself, he naturally understood his body’s condition and knew he had retrieved a life from the King of Hell’s hands.

“Doctor Zhu, your condition has improved, but you’re not out of danger yet. I’ll continue giving you penicillin injections for about four or five days before you’re completely well. You’ve just improved a bit and should be resting, but I’m afraid the situation is very serious, so I must ask you some things,” Qi Yue said, then added apologetically, “I heard you did some research on this disease and also contacted those three who died. Please tell me exactly what the situation is…”

Doctor Zhu nodded.

“Yes, Miss Qi, the situation is truly serious,” he said breathlessly. “This disease is too fierce, there’s simply no time for treatment. If it weren’t for Miss Qi’s medicine and this…”

He looked at the IV drip still hanging on his arm.

Obviously, when there was no medicine, it was this incredible thing that had forcibly kept him alive, buying him precious time.

Doctor Zhu described in detail his diagnosis and observation of the three deceased.

“So these people did have close contact, ate together, so we can’t rule out transmission… but we can’t be certain either, because Wang Qingchun and others are fine,” Qi Yue said.

Doctor Zhu nodded.

“But we can confirm this disease is truly dangerous,” he said. “If it’s said they ate unclean vegetables and meat, then there will definitely be others with such symptoms. Miss Qi, saving people is urgent…”

Qi Yue nodded and turned to look at Zhang Tong.

“Quickly print and distribute flyers. If there’s acute abdominal illness, it must be sent to Qianjin Hall. Be sure to write clearly that this disease is fierce, and once there’s diarrhea, regardless of whether it’s this type, rush here for treatment to avoid delayed treatment,” she said.

Zhang Tong responded and ran out.

Soon more than ten disciples rushed out, going in different directions.

The next day, all of Yongqing Prefecture knew that a kind of acute diarrheal disease had appeared in the city that could kill people, and if you wanted treatment, you should rush to Qianjin Hall.

When the news spread, the people were in an uproar.

Was this real or fake? Many people came to inquire in front of Qianjin Hall.

Besides consulting about this disease, more were questioning.

“Didn’t Qianjin Hall kill people? How do they still dare to say that if you don’t come to Qianjin Hall, it won’t work?”

“Saying this, doesn’t that mean all other medicine shops are useless?”

“Exactly, what gives them the right to say such things?”

The arguing crowd was interrupted when someone carried a person over.

“Hey, isn’t that the doctor from Renhe Hall? Why is he bringing a patient to Qianjin Hall?” a recognizing citizen shouted in surprise.

Qi Yue at the door directed the carriers to bring the stretcher into Qianjin Hall through the specially opened isolation passage. Hearing this, she turned and smiled.

“Because…” she looked at that person and said, “we are Qianjin Hall.”

The people fell silent at these words.

The recent catchphrase about Qianjin Hall had become everyone’s after-dinner entertainment, and eventually even things unrelated to medicine were brought up, like “we didn’t buy/eat/have something because we’re not Qianjin Hall…”

Because we’re not Qianjin Hall…

Words that seemed quite funny in daily conversation, when heard today from Qianjin Hall themselves, somehow weren’t funny at all.

Because you’re not Qianjin Hall! So you can’t treat this disease!

Where was this funny? This was clearly the most natural truth!