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Ning Yanchu's breathing became rapid.

"You little liar, do you know how to speak? I will not treat you anymore."

Tang Baozhu then looked at him doubtfully.

"Are you really a doctor?"

"I'm too lazy to prove to you whether I'm a doctor or not. Anyway, someone asked me to come here to treat a girl named Song Xiaohua. You can treat her or not. I'm leaving now."

Tang Baozhu looked at him with some doubt. He was not very old, probably in his early twenties at most. Such a young doctor did not look at all decent.

Besides, at this critical moment, no one dared to come and treat Song Xiaohua.

Tang Baozhu hesitated for a moment, and suddenly thought of someone.

"Were you sent by Mr. Bai Yang?"

Ning Yanchu paused for a moment and nodded.

"almost."

Tang Baozhu felt relieved and jumped up from the bed.

"I see," she quickly came over and said kindly,

"Are you okay? I didn't know you were a doctor. I'm sorry, but please don't take it personally."

Ning Yanchu snorted coldly, his voice filled with anger and dissatisfaction.

"It's too late to apologize now. I can't be cured."

Ning Yanchu was about to leave when Tang Baozhu ran to the door and stopped him with a wave of her arms.

"Aiya, there is no acquaintance without fighting. I am also trying to improve your aesthetic sense. White alone is not good looking. Black is more simple and classy. It is suitable for people like you who have a capable and sophisticated image."

Ning Yanchu was coaxed by the rainbow fart,

"You also think I'm capable and thoughtful?"

Tang Baozhu nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice.

Ning Yanchu's expression finally relaxed.

"You have good vision,"

"I can tell from the first glance that you are a man of great medical skill,"

After Tang Baozhu finished her flattering words, she clapped her hands.

"Come out, the doctor Mr. Bai Yang called won't make any mistakes."

Soon Qin Ruorong came out of the closet, and Qiu Hu also crawled out from under the bed.

Ning Yanchu looked at the two people who appeared out of nowhere and opened his mouth exaggeratedly.

"What the hell are you doing? There are so many people here. I called for a long time but no one answered."

Tang Baozhu smiled awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were a bad guy because you were dressed differently, so I'd better be careful. Hello, let me introduce myself formally. I'm Tang Baozhu, and these two are my friends, Qin Ruorong and Qiu Hu."

Ning Yanchu took a few looks and muttered to himself, is this person Tang Baozhu?

Bai Yang said that it was Mr. Ning's idea to treat Song Xiaohua in order to help a little girl named Tang Baozhu, who had recently gotten into trouble and was being targeted by the Japanese.

He was quite curious that his brother with a dead fish face would actually be willing to help others.

Ning Yanchu looked at the hand that Tang Baozhu extended to him and shook it back.

"So you're not Miss Song. Hello, my last name is Ning, my given name is Yanchu, you can call me Ning Er, I'm a battlefield doctor, nice to meet you."

"It turns out that he is a battlefield doctor, who constantly saves the lives of soldiers with his own hands, devoting himself to the future of the nation, sacrificing his life and blood. This kind of professional doctor is really admirable."

"You think so?"

Tang Baozhu was more or less impressed by him. On the surface, he was a handsome young man, but in fact, he had such a high-class job.

"Of course, saving lives and healing the wounded in order to restore peace is certainly worthy of admiration."

Ning Yanchu looked at Tang Baozhu and felt recognized. After all, when he did this, he was opposed by everyone. Everyone thought that he, the second young master of the Ning family, was actually working as a battlefield doctor for the sake of curiosity. Everyone thought he was doing it for fun.

"It's rare to have like-minded friends. It's a pity that we met too late."

"..."

Isn't this a bit too exaggerated? Tang Baozhu smiled.

"Please come over here, the patient is here."

Tang Baozhu then lifted the quilt that was covering her body, and Song Xiaohua lay quietly on the inside of the bed.

Ning Yanchu was not vague either. He immediately went to see the doctor, opened his pupils and lips, checked his physical signs, and said calmly,

"There is no physical injury or organ damage. If I am not mistaken, this is poisoning,"

Ning Yanchu took out a test paper, collected a little blood sample from Song Xiaohua's fingertips, and dropped it on the test paper.

Tang Baozhu blinked.

"Is this a biochemical test?"

"Oh, this is something I brought back from abroad. It can detect toxic substances in the blood."

Tang Baozhu leaned over to take a look.

"Is there something so advanced in this era?"

Ning Yanchu stared at the test paper carefully and glanced at Tang Baozhu in surprise.

"What era?"

"No...nothing..."

Soon the test paper turned purple. Ning Yanchu shook the test paper and found that he was indeed poisoned.

He looked around the bedroom and finally found a pile of burning ashes in the corner that looked like mosquito coils. He sniffed it and

"The Seven Buddha Pills contain Datura flowers and Ebony. This is a colorless and odorless poison that needs to be volatilized in a closed environment before being inhaled into the body. Inhaling too much will cause coma. It is a very common anesthetic abroad."

It was amazing. She could tell the drug ingredients just by smelling it. She had never paid attention to these things before.

"The poison used for anesthesia? Is it antidote? Are there any antagonists on the market?"

Ning Yanchu's eyes lit up.

"Hey, you know a lot about it, don't you? Generally, the symptoms will subside slowly within 24 hours. However, if you continue to inhale the symptoms for a long time, you may become unconscious. The final result is poisoning, suffocation, and respiratory failure leading to death."

Tang Baozhu gasped, which proved that someone was continuously giving Song Xiaohua anesthetics.

"What can you do?"

"There is no specific detoxification method. We can only give her a lot of cold water and licorice water to remove the toxins and let her wake up naturally."

Tang Baozhu nodded.

"Thank you."

Ning Yanchu looked at them.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a drug that was popular among the Japanese invaders. It's a controlled drug that is difficult for ordinary people to get. Was this done by the Japanese invaders?"

Tang Baozhu hesitated for a moment.

"It's complicated, but you can guess it."

"You're lucky to have met me. I've developed a drug that can cure all kinds of poisons. It combines Chinese and Western medicine. Maybe you can wake up in a few hours."

Tang Baozhu was overjoyed.

"Is this true? It's not a hoax, is it?"

"You didn't pay for my treatment, why would I cheat you? Isn't it good for people to trust each other more?"

"..."

Tang Baozhu was silent for a moment, still a little skeptical.

"Let me take a look."

Ning Yanchu handed her a small medicine bottle. Tang Baozhu opened the plastic bottle cap and found a pill the size of Xiaoyao Pills inside, which smelled like traditional Chinese medicine.

Tang Baozhu had no idea if it was an antidote, so she had to hand it to Qiu Hu.

Qiu Hu also half understood.

"Licorice, Coptis chinensis, Bezoar, and Safflower are indeed some detoxifying herbs, as well as some other Western medicine ingredients."

Ning Yanchu shrugged.

"Trust me and feed her. She will wake up in four or five hours."

Tang Baozhu gritted her teeth. She believed in Bai Yang.

"it is good,"