I travel back and forth between ancient and modern times, hoarding goods to raise my grandchildren a

After receiving the warehouse key, Yu Wanwan stood at the warehouse door and waited for a while.

The suppliers then delivered the goods.

There was too much cargo; unloading alone took four or five hours.

Once all the goods were unloaded, the warehouse that Shi Yi had lent her was also full.

Just like last time, she told the warehouse keeper that she wanted to stay in the warehouse and wait for someone else to come and collect the goods, and she also asked the warehouse keeper to turn off the surveillance cameras.

The reason given this time was still to change clothes in the warehouse.

"Why is this girl so strange? She always likes to go to the warehouse to change clothes? Can't she change clothes in the restroom?"

The middle-aged man muttered to himself as he turned off the warehouse surveillance camera.

I heard this young lady is a friend of their group's big boss, so whatever she says goes.

Seeing that the lights of several surveillance cameras had gone out, Yu Wanwan waited a while and, after confirming that no one else would come, she used her mind to put everything in the warehouse into her spatial storage.

The space currently has a volume of 30*30*30 cubic meters, which is large enough.

Even if you fill the entire warehouse with everything, there will still be more than half the space left.

Looking at the empty warehouse, Yu Wanwan didn't leave immediately.

She still had to stay in the warehouse and pretend to be there.

Meanwhile, he sat cross-legged on the ground, using his mobile phone to pay for online medical consultations.

She entered the medical records given to her by the imperial physicians into her mobile phone and consulted doctors at a local top-tier hospital.

One minute later, the doctor replied: "Based on your description of symptoms, it is preliminarily determined to be an upper respiratory tract infection. Would you like me to recommend medication for symptomatic treatment?"

Yu Wanwan replied that she needed it.

The next second, "For your medication safety, please reply to the question... If you have no answer, please reply 'None'."

Yu Wanwan didn't know the sick person at all, so she simply replied "None".

Then another message came back: "Take 20 ml of Lung-Strengthening Cough Syrup three times a day, after meals..."

At the bottom of the electronic prescription, the words "Buy Now" appear in large letters.

Yu Wanwan didn't click "Buy Now," as she could only buy one dose of medicine here, which was pointless for her.

She simply saved a screenshot of the prescription from the electronic prescription.

Then they switched to another doctor who described another person's symptoms.

Similarly, I received another electronic prescription; for different symptoms, I received a different set of medications.

Fearing that getting multiple electronic prescriptions from the same hospital would raise suspicion, Yu Wanwan switched to another hospital.

I obtained two electronic prescriptions from two doctors at the same hospital.

I went to another hospital, asked two more doctors, and got two more electronic prescriptions.

After describing all the symptoms and compiling a list of all the necessary medications, Yu Wanwan collapsed to the ground and sighed.

Almost all the medications on this list are prescription drugs.

She simply couldn't get her hands on that many prescription drugs.

Ugh, she really can't do anything on her own.

Her phone rang.

New information has come in.

The message that Shi Yi sent was: "Excuse me, little sister Yuwan, is there anything I can help you with today?"

Yu Wanwan recalled what Shi Yi had said yesterday, and at the time she thought he was joking.

I didn't expect her to actually send me a message asking about it?

Yu Wanwan stared at the news, conflicted for a long time.

Should she bother Shi Yi again?

Shi Yi's message came again.

"Is Fishball Sister not replying to my messages because she's thinking about whether or not to tell me?"

Yu Wanwan: "..."

She looked up and around, wondering if there were still surveillance cameras left on.

"If Sister Fishball doesn't want to trouble me, then should I return the jade pendant? Otherwise, I really feel guilty and can't eat or sleep properly."

Yu Wanwan: "..."

She wanted to check Shi Yi's WeChat Moments again to see if he was the real Shi Yi.

The next second, she made a decision.

Type in the text input box: "Brother Yi, I really need your help with something. I need a large quantity of medicine, alcohol, masks, and bandages, etc."

Also, if possible, could you introduce me to a good pulmonologist? I'd like to discuss a few cases with him.

Yu Wanwan has given up.

The powerful figures who are being relied upon don't mind her constantly bothering them, so why is she, a nobody who's just trying to get ahead, being so dramatic?

Why bother searching for resources that are not even available when they are readily available?

Besides, if you're always worried about him finding out when you're in trouble, then finding someone else will also be noticed.

Why would she choose to be wary of her friends and trust a stranger instead?

Shi Yi's message came quickly.

"Send over the medicine you need. The Shi family owns a pharmaceutical company. Let me see if they have the medicine you need. If not, I'll have Lu Hui look for it for you."

"I'll share the list of respiratory physicians with you later."

Yu Wanwan happily sent over the names of all the medicines that might be able to treat the plague.

They also sent over a list of the Chinese medicinal herbs and various anti-inflammatory drugs that the imperial physicians needed.

Finally, she also sent Yunnan Baiyao, hemostatic agents, vitamin K1 injection, and other hemostatic drugs, as well as sutureless adhesive tape and suture needle and thread sets.

Since I've already abandoned all shamelessness, I might as well get a few more scalpels while I'm at it.

Soldiers on the battlefield suffer all kinds of injuries.

If military doctors were all trained in surgery and knew how to use a scalpel, they could probably save many more lives, right?

After sending the order, Shi Yi replied a while later: "Did the person who gave you the antiques also want these?"

Yu Wanwan sent three "hmm" messages in a row.

That's not entirely untrue.

The antiques were given to them, and the items were indeed what they needed.

Shi Yi didn't ask anything more.

I replied simply, "Okay, what's the latest I need it?"

"The day after tomorrow evening."

"Okay, I'll try my best to have them deliver it by the morning after tomorrow. Should it be delivered to the warehouse or to the small supermarket near your place?"

Yu Wanwan thought for a moment: "Delivering it to the small supermarket will be fine."

These medicinal herbs don't add up to a lot; there's enough space in the small supermarket.

Ten minutes later, Shi Yi shared the contact information of a leading respiratory specialist with her.

Although Yu Wanwan consulted many doctors at top-tier hospitals and received prescriptions, her main concern was finding out which medications she should stock up on.

To truly solve the problem, you still need to consult with an expert.

The respiratory physician that Shi Yi recommended to her was truly a big shot.

Yu Wanwan was shocked when she saw the big shot's name.

This is the big shot who frequently appeared on TV four years ago.

"Here's the thing, let's say a disease breaks out in a certain place... and many people get infected at the same time in a very short period of time..."

Yu Wanwan finished describing the situation of the epidemic to the big boss.

The article also mentioned the old man who died after vomiting blood.

"He only started coughing in the morning, and by evening he was vomiting blood and died?"

Even the big shot frowned after hearing this.