Fleeing from famine? Not a chance; the divine healer's wife made her fortune.

The aftermath of the pandemic has strengthened my faith.

The morning sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Su Yunlan felt the breath of a new day; the crisp air invigorated her.

However, as her gaze swept across the crowd, she saw several faces that were sallow and unsteady on their feet.

Their coughs were intermittent, like broken bellows, and sounded particularly jarring in the crowd.

Su Yunlan's heart sank as an invisible pressure pressed down on her.

Just then, in the crowd, Doctor Qian, with his back hunched, stared intently at Su Yunlan with a sinister gaze.

His suppressed arrogance seems to have reignited.

He quietly pulled Chen the hunter back as he was packing his things and said in a deep, seductive voice, "Brother Chen, don't be fooled by how successful that Su girl is now. Let me tell you, I think there's something wrong with her medicine."

Upon hearing this, Hunter Chen's rugged brows furrowed into a knot. He had already been skeptical of Su Yunlan's medical skills, and now that Doctor Qian had said this, he felt even more uncertain.

"What do you mean?" He scratched his head, his voice tinged with doubt.

Doctor Qian sneered, then lowered his voice mysteriously: "Think about it, she's so young, where would she get such high medical skills? Maybe she just used some kind of folk remedy to temporarily suppress the illness, but once the poison backfires, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Hunter Chen felt uneasy after what Doctor Qian said, and couldn't help but look up at Su Yunlan, his eyes becoming complicated.

He wasn't a meticulous person to begin with, and he was easily swayed.

Su Yunlan keenly sensed Chen the Hunter's unusual behavior, and a faint sense of crisis welled up in her heart.

She took a deep breath, looked away from Chen the hunter, and didn't confront Dr. Qian directly.

She simply walked over to Feng Xiaohai and gently touched his slightly feverish forehead.

Feng Xiaohai weakly opened his eyes, gave her a forced smile, and softly called out, "Sister." Su Yunlan's heart seemed to be gently touched by something, and a resolute look flashed in her eyes. She already had a plan in mind.

Su Yunlan withdrew her hand from stroking Feng Xiaohai's forehead and turned to walk towards Chen the hunter.

Her tone was calm yet carried an undeniable firmness: "Brother Chen, please allow me a moment to speak." Hunter Chen hesitated for a moment, glanced at Doctor Qian, then at Su Yunlan, and finally followed Su Yunlan into the simple medical tent.

The tent was filled with a faint scent of herbs, and a few oil lamps cast a dim yellow light, illuminating the simple straw mat and the corner where the medicinal herbs were piled up.

Su Yunlan gestured for Chen the Hunter to sit down, and then explained in detail the conditions of several patients, including Feng the Child, the symptoms, the treatment methods, and even the thought process behind her prescriptions.

Chen the hunter was stunned. He had thought Su Yunlan would be evasive, but he hadn't expected her to be so frank.

Although he couldn't understand the complex medical theories, Su Yunlan's serious and focused expression, as well as the confidence and determination in her words, made him feel convinced.

He rubbed his knees with his rough hands, and his initial doubts and concerns gradually dissipated.

Su Yunlan took out several small porcelain bottles from her medicine box, which contained pills and powders of different colors.

These medicinal herbs were all taken from her spatial storage; they were unheard of in this era, and their medicinal effects far surpassed those of ordinary herbs.

She explained the effects and uses of these medicinal herbs to Chen the hunter in detail, and in front of him, she mixed several herbs together to make a new medicine.

Having witnessed the entire process of Su Yunlan's pharmaceutical manufacturing, Chen the hunter felt a surge of admiration for her.

He never expected that this seemingly delicate woman would possess such superb medical skills and such an open and honest heart.

The new potion emitted a faint fragrance, and Su Yunlan distributed it to several sick exiles.

After taking the medicine, the complexions of the previously sickly people visibly improved.

A blush crept onto Feng Xiaohai's originally pale face. He opened his eyes and looked at Su Yunlan with gratitude in his eyes.

All of this was observed by Dr. Qian, who was hiding outside the tent and spying.

His face was ashen, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh.

His meticulously planned conspiracy failed once again, and the jealousy and resentment in his heart grew wildly like weeds.

Su Yunlan stepped out of the tent and met Qian Langzhong's sinister gaze.

She ignored him, merely glancing at him indifferently before turning to Xiao Yuhan and softly saying, "Fourth Master, I'm a little tired."

As the morning sunlight gradually softened, Su Yunlan's mood lightened slightly.

She stepped out of the medical tent, a hint of fatigue on her face.

Xiao Yuhan stood outside the tent, silently watching her busy figure, his eyes full of tenderness.

He walked over gently, took Su Yunlan's hand lightly, and used his other hand to gently wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Yunlan, you've worked hard." His deep voice carried a hint of tenderness.

Su Yunlan looked up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude.

She said softly, "Fourth Master, everyone is waiting for me. I need to check on the patients again."

Xiao Yuhan nodded, not letting go of her hand, but tightening it even more.

His hands were warm and strong, as if they could dispel the weariness and stress in her heart.

Su Yunlan felt his support and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

She smiled slightly and said softly, "Fourth Master, I'll take a good rest after I'm done with this busy period."

She stepped into the medical tent again. The tent was filled with a faint scent of herbs, and a few oil lamps cast a dim yellow light.

Su Yunlan's heart was filled with complex emotions.

Looking at the dwindling medical resources, she fell into deep thought.

Despite her best efforts to treat all patients, there may still be outbreaks in the future.

She felt as if she were groping in the dark, and this sense of helplessness made her feel depressed.

Su Yunlan sighed softly, picked up a few herbs from the medicine box, and carefully examined the quality of each one.

Her fingers gently caressed the herbs, as if searching for a glimmer of hope.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Just then, she heard light footsteps outside the tent. She looked up and saw Hunter Chen standing at the door, his eyes filled with a mixture of doubt and admiration.

Su Yunlan smiled slightly and said calmly, "Brother Chen, please come in and sit for a while. I'd like to talk to everyone about some knowledge on preventing epidemics."

Hunter Chen nodded, walked into the tent, and sat down opposite Su Yunlan.

The atmosphere inside the tent became both warm and serious. Su Yunlan's gaze was firm and full of hope, while Chen the Hunter's eyes held more trust and respect.

Just then, the voices of several exiles came from outside the tent, seemingly discussing something important.

A sense of unease flashed through Su Yunlan's mind, but she quickly focused her attention on the hunter Chen in front of her and prepared to begin her explanation.

Su Yunlan cleared her throat, and the tent instantly fell silent, with everyone's eyes focused on her.

She took out a pale yellow crystalline object from the medicine box, which shimmered faintly under the dim light. "This is borneol that I made using a special method. It can kill bacteria and disinfect. Drinking a small amount diluted with water daily can effectively prevent diseases." Her tone was gentle, yet carried an undeniable authority.

She then took out some medicinal herbs of various shapes, including emerald green leaves, agate-red fruits, and roots that emitted a strange fragrance. These were all rare treasures she had taken from her spatial storage, treasures never seen before in this era.

"These are all things I obtained from a secret realm. They have extraordinary effects, such as strengthening the body and boosting immunity." Su Yunlan demonstrated the herbs while explaining in detail the effects and uses of each herb. Her words were like sweet spring water, nourishing the parched hearts of everyone.

Hunter Chen's eyes widened as his rough fingers caressed the faintly glowing medicinal herbs, as if he were touching rare treasures.

He recalled his previous suspicions about Su Yunlan and felt a pang of shame.

The other exiles also stepped forward, curiously examining these miraculous medicinal herbs. They had never seen such miraculous medicines before, nor had they ever heard such a detailed explanation. Their doubts and anxieties completely dissipated, replaced by admiration and reliance on Su Yunlan.

Su Yunlan's explanation lasted for a full hour. Her mouth was dry, but seeing the convinced expressions on everyone's faces, she felt extremely gratified.

She knew that she had established an unshakeable prestige within the exile ranks, which was her guarantee of survival on this arduous journey of exile.

She sighed softly, leaned on Xiao Yuhan's shoulder, feeling the sense of security brought by his strong arms, and temporarily forgot all her fatigue.

As the crowd gradually dispersed and went about their business, Dr. Qian, with his back hunched, quietly slipped away from the crowd, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.

He came to a corner overgrown with weeds, took out a cloth bag from his pocket, and carefully took out some strange herbs. These herbs were of different colors and emitted a pungent, fishy smell, completely different from the magical medicinal materials that Su Yunlan had shown him.

He bent over and carefully collected the herbs, putting them into a cloth bag, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

Doctor Qian straightened up, dusted off the cloth bag, and swept his cold gaze toward the direction of Su Yunlan's tent. He muttered to himself, "You little bitch, don't think you can stay smug forever!" He carefully hid the cloth bag in his arms and quickly disappeared into the crowd.