Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder is Very Leisurely

"Are you the miracle doctor Jiang?"

After Shen Yan left, the military doctor who had been assisting Yu Nuan looked at her with great emotion.

Yu Nuan nodded and said, "It should be."

After receiving a definitive answer, the military doctor was so happy he almost jumped for joy. He excitedly circled the room, his expression frenzied.

Seeing him like this, Qingyi was worried that he might hurt Yu Nuan. As he ran over, she stood in front of Yu Nuan and said, "This military doctor, please calm down. You've frightened my young lady."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I got too excited. Dr. Jiang, my name is Zhou He. I've heard about your deeds in treating the plague in Yun County, and I admire you very much. Dr. Jiang, who did you study under? Why are you so amazing?"

Zhou He acted like a fervent fan.

"Zhou He, right? I'm busy helping General Qi detoxify right now. When we're done and have some free time, we can exchange medical knowledge."

"Alright, yes, let's treat General Qi first. Doctor Jiang, can you tell what kind of poison General Qi has been poisoned with?" Zhou He, reminded by Yu Nuan, finally remembered the important matter and hurriedly asked Yu Nuan.

"It's not certain yet, but I have a guess. Go and find me some medicinal herbs, and I'll give it a try."

Yu Nuan asked Qingyi to find paper and pen, made a list, and handed it to Zhou He.

"Dr. Jiang, I'll go find him right away."

Zhou He completed the tasks assigned to him by his idol with great enthusiasm.

Yu Nuan carefully examined Qi Heng again and had a general idea of ​​the poison he had been given. Now she just had to wait for Zhou He to bring the medicinal herbs, brew them, and give them to Qi Heng to drink to see the effect.

Zhou He was more than happy to assist his idol. When he heard that Yu Nuan needed to brew medicine, he immediately took over the task, saying, "Dr. Jiang, you sit down. I can handle brewing medicine."

Yu Nuan did not insist on brewing the medicine, but stayed by Qi Heng's side to prevent any problems from happening to him.

Qingyi couldn't stay still, so she went out for a walk and came back without saying a word. Yu Nuan noticed that she was in a bad mood, came to her side, and asked with concern, "Qingyi, what's wrong? Did something happen to you when you went out?"

"Miss." Qingyi couldn't hold back her emotions any longer and hugged Yu Nuan, crying, "Miss, many people have been injured and many people have died."

Qingyi had never witnessed the cruelty of the battlefield. She had just walked out and arrived at the place where the wounded were placed. There were ruins everywhere, and the soldiers were seriously injured. There were cries of pain all around.

There are also fallen soldiers; their bodies are currently being collected and piled up, but there hasn't been time to deal with them yet.

"It's alright, it's alright." Yu Nuan gently patted her back, comforting Qingyi.

Yu Nuan knew the cruelty of the battlefield, and that injury and sacrifice were unavoidable.

After Zhou He finished brewing the medicine, he brought it in and saw Qingyi crying on Yu Nuan's body. He asked, "Dr. Jiang, what's wrong with this young lady?"

"She's fine, but seeing the wounded and killed soldiers makes her very sad."

Zhou He expressed his understanding, recalling how, when he first became a military doctor, he saw a constant stream of wounded being brought in. He suffered for days and nights without relief.

"Sigh, when will this war end?" Zhou He sighed heavily. War always harms ordinary people. Because tomorrow, who knows which mother's son, wife's husband, or child's father will fall.

"Dr. Jiang, the medicine is ready. Should I feed it or will you feed it?" Zhou He was lost in thought for a while before remembering his business and immediately came back to his senses.

"Let me do it!" Yu Nuan took the medicine.

Qi Heng is still unconscious, so it's difficult to administer the medicine.

Zhou He stepped forward to help Qi Heng up so that Yu Nuan could feed him, but Qi Heng was unconscious and unable to swallow, so Yu Nuan needed to press certain acupoints. So Yu Nuan called Qingyi over, "Qingyi, you feed General Qi the medicine while I press his acupoints."

Upon hearing Yu Nuan's instructions, Qingyi wiped away her tears and took over Yu Nuan's work.

Seeing that Qingyi was still heartbroken, Zhou He comforted her, "Miss Qingyi, don't be sad. Getting injured on the battlefield is inevitable. All I can do now is pray that we can defeat the Northern Rong people soon."

Qingyi was still heartbroken and ignored Zhou He. Seeing this, Zhou He wasn't angry; he just thought he'd get used to it after seeing her more often.

After administering the medicine, Qi Heng's complexion improved considerably in no time. Zhou He touched Qi Heng's forehead and said with delight, "As expected, Doctor Jiang is truly amazing; General Qi's fever has subsided."

"Hmm, that means my judgment was correct. Zhou He, open up General Qi's wound and see how it is."

Yu Nuan was busy preparing a medicinal ointment for Qi Heng, a medicine for quick healing. Even though Shen Yan didn't say it explicitly, Yu Nuan knew that Qi Heng's speedy recovery was crucial for the war effort.

Following Yu Nuan's instructions, Zhou He examined Qi Heng's wound and then replied, "Dr. Jiang, the bruises around the wound have faded."

"That's good. General Qi should wake up tonight, and after taking the medicine all day tomorrow, the poison will be completely neutralized."

Having witnessed Yu Nuan's power firsthand, Zhou He almost worshipped her as a god.

After finishing his business with Qi Heng, Zhou He saw Yu Nuan still busy at the medicine pot, so he immediately went to her side and saw a black substance simmering in the pot. He asked in confusion, "Dr. Jiang, what is this?"

"An ointment that promotes rapid wound healing."

"There's such a prescription?" Zhou He was amazed.

After a while, Zhou He said hesitantly, "Dr. Jiang, would it be convenient for you to give me this prescription?" Worried that Yu Nuan might misunderstand, Zhou He quickly explained, "There are many wounded in the military camp. If they can all use this medicine, their wounds will heal faster and they will suffer less. Moreover, after they recover quickly, it will strengthen our dynasty's military strength. However, if Dr. Jiang finds it inconvenient, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Seeing Zhou He's cautious gaze, Yu Nuan smiled and said, "There's nothing inconvenient about it. It's just a small pharmacy. I developed it myself. It's just that this ointment requires a lot of medicinal herbs. If the military camp has enough herbs, it will be fine. I'll write down the prescription for you right away."

"Thank you, Dr. Jiang, thank you so much." Zhou He's eyes welled up with tears.

"Zhou He, how many military doctors are there in the camp?"

"Not many. Including myself, there are only five of us. Now that the war has started again, we simply can't take care of so many soldiers," Zhou He said sadly.

If Qi Heng's life hadn't been crucial to the military's deployment, Zhou He would have wanted to go back and treat the wounded.

Yu Nuan remained silent for a while, pondering whether the Prince of Yan would agree if she suggested staying in the military camp, since she knew that women were not allowed in the military camp.