A Shocking Dream

The air around them seemed to freeze, everyone stopped what they were doing, and all eyes were focused on the three antidotes, as if the whole world was waiting for the arrival of hope.

The clinic was packed with people, the atmosphere so solemn it felt like water could drip out. Qin Rongchen, Qin Ruoyu, Zeng Mu, and other doctors had rushed over upon hearing that Lin Wunian had developed an antidote. Their eyes held anticipation, but more so, a deep sense of doubt.

Lin Wunian stood before the crowd, her expression solemn yet tinged with pride. She slowly raised the three pills in her hand, as if holding the world's most precious treasures. "This white one is the antidote to the plague." Her voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the quiet clinic, and everyone's eyes instantly focused on the white pill.

Some doctors' eyes widened instantly, expressions of surprise on their faces, as if they had seen the dawn; others frowned, their eyes filled with suspicion. After all, the plague had been raging for a long time, and this sudden antidote was truly unbelievable. The white pill shone softly in the sunlight, as if it contained endless vitality, like a ray of hope suddenly appearing in the darkness, igniting the flames of hope in the eyes of many young doctors. They leaned forward slightly to get a better look.

"This red pill is the antidote for the plague's impending mutation," Lin Wunian continued. The red pill, like a dancing flame, stood out in her palm, seemingly imbued with a mysterious and powerful power. The surrounding physicians couldn't help but frown, their eyes filled with growing confusion. An elderly physician stroked his beard, shaking his head in disapproval, muttering, "I've never heard of a specific antidote for a mutated plague. It's too bizarre." Some of the more open-minded physicians had a flicker of thought in their eyes. Although they had their doubts, they also considered the possibility, exchanging glances and discussing quietly.

"And this black one is the antidote to the corpse poison." Lin Wunian's final words were like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves. The black pill, dull and luminous, shone like a star of hope in the deepest darkness. The doctors looked at each other, whispering among themselves. Qin Rongchen frowned, his gaze fixed on Lin Wunian with a sharp gaze. "Do you have any evidence? This plague and corpse poison are so dangerous that you can't just casually assert it." His voice was low and serious, carrying an unquestionable majesty. The other doctors nodded and cast their gazes on Lin Wunian, awaiting her response.

Qin Ruoyu didn't say anything, just quietly looked at the pill in Lin Wunian's hand, with a complex look in his eyes, including expectation for the antidote and worry about the unknown.

Lin Wunian smiled slightly and remained calm: "Of course I am confident. These are all developed by me based on ancient books and after countless attempts." There was a lot of discussion in the clinic for a while, and the three antidotes became the focus of everyone's attention, carrying the hope of countless lives and the future destiny.

Inside the clinic, everyone's eyes were fixed on the three pills in Lin Wunian's hand. Their expressions varied, and the atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring.

An old doctor with gray hair frowned and slammed his crutch heavily on the ground with a "dong" sound, as if venting his dissatisfaction and doubt. He said loudly: "Doctor Lin, do you know how serious this matter is? The plague and corpse poison have been raging for a long time, and how many people have died because of it. If there is any mistake in the antidote that you suddenly came up with, it will be an irreparable sin!" The doctors around nodded, and the voices of echo came one after another.

Qin Rongchen frowned, breaking the noise for a moment. He looked at Lin Wunian with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes.

"Miss Lin, it's not that we don't trust you." Qin Rongchen spoke slowly, his voice low and measured. "We have all witnessed your diligence and intelligence in the clinic. However, there is no precedent for this antidote. The plague and corpse poison have made us witness too much death and despair. Every attempt could be a gamble of life and death. If used rashly, those suffering patients may fall into a deeper abyss. We can't make a decision lightly based on these three pills."

Lin Wunian pursed her lips tightly, a flicker of disappointment flashing across her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination. She knew Qin Rongchen's concerns were not unfounded; after all, this was a matter of life and death. "I understand everyone's concerns. But my antidote didn't come out of thin air. While the ancient texts contain vague records, I've verified it repeatedly. I know words alone are useless now, but if we don't try, how can we find hope?"

Some of the doctors around nodded, while others remained frowning. One doctor sneered, "Ancient books? Even ancient books have their errors. Do you think this is just childish fun? Using patients as test subjects?"

Qin Ruoyu took a step forward, looked at everyone and said, "Perhaps we can start with a small-scale trial, find some patients with milder conditions, and observe the results. It's better than denying it outright."

The clinic was once again engulfed in discussion, with various voices rising and falling, while the three pills still lay quietly in Lin Wunian's palm, carrying hope and controversy.

However, there were also dissenting voices. A kind-looking doctor frowned slightly, looked at Lin Wunian, and said, "Miss Lin, I know you're always serious, but this matter is of no small importance. If you have any evidence, please share it so that we can all judge." Her eyes held a hint of expectation, hoping that Lin Wunian could provide a convincing explanation.

The young doctors were whispering to one another. "Miss Lin has always been very capable. Maybe she's actually developed something?" a young doctor whispered to a companion. "But that's unbelievable. The plague and the corpse poison are so complex, how could they be solved so easily?" the companion replied with a worried look on his face.

Qin Ruoyu stood aside, brow furrowed, lost in thought. He hoped Lin Wunian had truly found the answer, yet he was also filled with doubts about this seemingly absurd situation. Throughout the clinic, voices of doubt and expectation intertwined, like surging waves, one wave rising after another.

The crowd's chatter surged like a raging wave, nearly drowning Lin Wunian. She stood quietly in the center, her gaze sweeping across faces filled with doubt and worry, her expression solemn and resolute.

Lin Wunian looked at everyone's discussion, took a deep breath, raised her voice and said, "I have thought about everyone's concerns. I am also a doctor, and I am well aware of the risks involved. Every decision is about life and death, so how can I do it lightly?" She paused and looked around.