After marrying the vegetative prince, the doctor concubine killed people randomly

The hospital in Ji Yuntang's space also has medicine to treat athlete's foot. She plans to see if another old doctor can cure it first. If not, she will find a way to get it.

Soon, an old doctor in blue cloth came over. He first asked the old man to take off his shoes and socks, then took one look at the old man's dirty and dark feet and almost fainted from the fumes.

The smell is so strong. How many days has it been since you washed your feet?

The old doctor immediately said with a stern face: "This foot disease is contagious. If you don't like to clean and don't wash your feet, and don't change and wash your shoes and socks, it's easy to get the disease. If family members wear shoes together, they will also be infected. This is all caused by bad living habits."

"After you go back, soak your feet in pepper and salt water every night, and then fumigate with willow leaves, at least three times a day. I will prescribe you a prescription later. Go back and boil it and drink it. You will feel better in half a month."

"Remember, you must pay attention to hygiene and wash your feet frequently in the future. Don't take these problems lightly. If you get sick, you will suffer from it yourself."

The old doctor finished speaking in a serious manner, and everyone present exclaimed: "Well, that's very well said. Doctor Li's medical skills are really superb."

Luo Jingshen's gloomy expression disappeared, and a smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He thought that Ji Yuntang would steal the limelight again this time, but now it seems that is not the case.

Doctor Li's words made perfect sense, and the doctors present did not object after reading the prescription he wrote, which was enough to prove that his prescription was correct.

Luo Sinian was a little disappointed. He was waiting for Ji Yuntang to give him a surprise, but he didn't expect that Ji Yuntang didn't even say a word this time.

Luo Junhe has no feeling in his feet. Is there any way to cure it?

Ji Qingqing and Ji Qingfeng were also very happy that Ji Yuntang was finally no longer in the spotlight.

Otherwise, they would inevitably be ridiculed by Xie Liuzheng.

Ji Qingfeng curled his lips in disdain. He knew that Ji Yuntang could only use her cleverness to cure some minor illnesses. Once it came to real medical skills, she was completely clueless.

However, what made Ji Qingfeng dissatisfied was that Ji Yuntang still successfully advanced to the second round.

There were two patients in the second round of competition.

A wooden wheelchair was pushed out by a servant. The man in black sitting on it looked sickly. He was in his thirties and had an untidy beard. His head was drooped and he looked lifeless.

Ji Yuntang was very familiar with this expression. It was the expression of someone who had lost hope in life. The man in front of him was probably someone who was determined to die.

At this time, the servant behind the man spoke, "My lords, my doctors, our second master was originally an escort, and he traveled all year round to transport goods. But two years ago, when the team he led reached Jiagu Pass, an accident occurred and they encountered bandits who were robbing in the mountains. In order to protect the others, the second master and his carriage rolled down from a cliff a hundred meters high. When he was found, he was already dying."

"Our master spent half his life savings to save Second Master from the brink of death, but his right leg was bloody and even the bones were broken. The doctor said that if he wanted to survive, his right leg had to be amputated. This also meant that Second Master would have to live in a wheelchair and would need someone to take care of him when he ate, drank, defecated and urinated."

"Later, our Second Master became what he is now..."

As the servant spoke, his voice choked up. He walked forward and rolled up the man's shirt, revealing an empty leg under his trousers.

"Please, all the divine doctors, help our Second Master. He is still so young, and his eighty-year-old parents at home shed tears every day. If he can't stand up again, his life will be completely dark."

After the servant finished crying, a doctor immediately frowned and said, "How do you want us to help? We are doctors, not gods. His legs are gone, how can we treat him?"

The others nodded in agreement, "Yes, this is embarrassing. I have never heard of a broken leg being reattached, not to mention that your leg has been broken for two years. I'm afraid the leg that was cut off has rotted and maggots have grown on it. We can't just cut off someone else's leg and put it on him. That's impossible. This disease can't be cured even by gods."

The man in the wheelchair, who had a lifeless face, suddenly raised his head, his scarlet eyes were already filled with tears. He tried to stand up but suddenly fell to the ground, and then began to bang his head against the ground repeatedly, soon staining the floor bright red.

"Let me die, let me die, what's the point of living in this state? My legs are gone, I will never be able to stand up again, my life is over."

"Please, please give me some life, I don't want to live anymore, I am in so much pain."

The strong man was now in tears, wishing to die, as if living had become the most painful thing. His experience moved many doctors.

But it was just touching.

Because they know that there is no cure for a man who has lost his legs.

Luo Sinian clenched his fists and tried to suppress the pain in his heart. At this moment, he thought of Luo Junhe lying on the hospital bed.

What his third brother has experienced over the years must be a thousand times more painful than this man, right?

I don’t know how his third brother managed to survive those days and nights lying in bed unable to move.

Will she be like the man in front of her, crying every night, or even wishing to die?

Luo Sinian felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Unfortunately, he could do nothing, and he couldn't even help Luo Junhe bear the pain in the slightest.

At this moment, a voice shocked everyone.

"If I tell you that I can help you stand up, will you live bravely?"

The man paused in his movement to hit the ground, and looked up at the woman in white in front of him in disbelief.

He didn't care about the blood on his face, and asked in a trembling voice: "What did you just say?"

Ji Yuntang said gently, "I said, I have a way to make you stand up again and walk like a normal person. Are you willing to believe me?"

The man's eyes widened.

It turned out that he had not heard wrongly. The girl in front of him said that she had a way to make herself stand up.

But how can he stand without his legs?

The man thought of this and lowered his head dejectedly, his eyes full of sorrow: "Girl, I know you want to help me, but I also know that I have no hope. My legs were amputated two years ago, and I will never be able to stand up again in this life, but I still have a glimmer of hope."

"The reason I came to participate in the medical skills competition today is that I want all the famous doctors here to help me break the last remaining fantasy in my head. I have been dreaming about this for two years, and now it's time to wake up."