To divorce his wife, the top scholar preferred being cuckolded to wearing a red hat.

When the soldier saw her trying to stop him from holding on, he pulled her aside and said, "Don't hug him. He's already passed away. If you get too close to him, you might get infected yourself. This disease progresses quickly, and there's not much that can be done for now. Please accept my condolences."

"No, he can't die, my child and I need him." The woman broke free from the soldier's grip and lunged at the man again.

Those watching this scene couldn't help but shed tears.

If it weren't for this damned disease, they might have lived happily for many more years. Now that the man is dead, no one knows what will become of this family.

Su Mingyue stood not far away, watching this scene, and asked Xiao Xiang, "Can that man still be saved?"

Xiao Xiang scanned the area and concluded: "The aura is almost gone, but it's not beyond saving. We can help."

What's his condition now?

"His lungs were full of phlegm, so no outside air could get in, and he suffocated to death. To save him, we need to clear the phlegm from his lungs first, and then give him medicine," Xiao Xiang said to herself.

"Wait a minute." Su Mingyue stepped forward.

The soldiers looked at the girl who had suddenly appeared, wondering why she had called out to them.

“Young lady, this person was seriously ill and has already passed away. Please don’t come over, or you might infect him. You can just stand there and say what you need to say.”

"I know some medical skills, and I came to Qingzhou this time hoping to do something for everyone. Could you put him down so I can take a look at him?"

“He’s already dead. If you really want to save someone, there are many other patients inside; you can go in and see them. This patient has already passed away; there’s no point in trying to save him. Young lady, you don’t know what you’re doing. Please stay away from us. We’re doing this for your own good.”

"Young lady, is there still hope for my man? Please put my man down. This young lady says my man isn't dead and can still be saved. Please let her take a look." Hearing Su Mingyue's words, the woman grasped at Su Mingyue's clothes as if she had found a lifeline, urging Su Mingyue to examine her husband.

The soldiers looked at the two women, speechless.

One dared to listen, and the other dared to believe.

Let's not talk about where this girl came from or whether she knows medicine. Just look at this man; he's obviously dead, he's breathed his last, and they can't see him anymore.

Or perhaps she believed her medical skills were so exceptional that she could miraculously bring people back to life and snatch them from the jaws of death.

"It seems you won't give up until we show you. We'll give you fifteen minutes. If you still can't do it after fifteen minutes, we'll just take you away and burn you."

Yes, it was burned.

If these people who died from the disease were not cremated, they might infect even more people.

"You can't stay here yet, let's go over there." The soldier carried the people to an abandoned pile of firewood a few dozen meters away from here: "Few people pass by here, so be careful. If you get infected, you'll regret it."

"Thank you so much, young men." The woman, named He Xiaopang, thanked the two soldiers and turned to Su Mingyue, her face full of hope: "Miss, you said you know medicine, please take a look at my Dachuan, is he still breathing? Can he be saved?"

Su Mingyue nodded, squatted down, and began to take the man's pulse.

The man's breath was indeed gone, but his pulse was still faintly beating, very weak, and not easily detectable without careful observation.

She remembered the CPR techniques her master had taught her, laid the man flat on the ground, and pressed her hands firmly against his chest, once, twice, three times.

The woman watched Su Mingyue's strange actions without stopping her, simply observing quietly.

She didn't know if the man could survive, but she could tell that the girl in front of her really wanted to save him and keep him alive. Judging from the way she pressed down, it was clear that someone without considerable strength couldn't have done it.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Sha, who was passing by with Jinxiu, frowned when she saw Su Mingyue's actions and shouted, "The patient is already dead, what are you doing? Do you want to make the patient's death even more unbearable?"

Zhu Sha's shout attracted the attention of people nearby, and many people walked over.

Su Mingyue did not hear her voice and then began CPR.

Seeing that Su Mingyue was ignoring her young lady, Jinxiu angrily stepped forward to push Su Mingyue.

Qingyu stood in front of Su Mingyue, looking at Jinxiu with icy eyes: "My young lady is saving people. Bystanders, please stay away."

"She's not saving people, she's clearly harming them." Zhu Sha was furious at Su Mingyue's actions. "Listen to me, everyone. I am Zhu Sha, a doctor. I am more anxious and concerned about the situation in Qingzhou City than anyone else. I have even developed a prescription that can save everyone and given it to Physician Hu. Physician Hu highly approves of my prescription. The medicinal herbs have just arrived in the city. As long as everyone can drink the decoction I have prepared, I believe everyone will get better and there is no need to be afraid anymore."

“I know Dr. Zhu. He’s the one who takes care of the stronghold in the east of the city. I heard that after the patients there drank Dr. Zhu’s medicine, the seriously ill patients have all become mild patients, and the death toll is much lower than in the other strongholds.”

"So Dr. Zhu's prescription really works, and we are really saved."

"As long as there are no severe cases and the death toll stops rising, the prescription is effective."

"Dr. Zhu said that the girl wasn't saving people, she was harming them." Their eyes turned to Su Mingyue.

Su Mingyue continued her actions.

Qingyu stood in front of Su Mingyue, holding a sword in her hand, arms crossed, her face cold and silent as she looked at everyone. She was clearly skilled in martial arts.

Because of the sword in her hand, they didn't dare to go forward and do anything reckless.

"Sister Pang." Someone recognized the woman beside her and shouted, "What are you doing? Brother Chuan is dead. You have to accept that fact. Tell that girl to stop. Look at her behavior. It's an eyesore. This isn't saving him. It's insulting Brother Chuan. Sister Pang, Brother Chuan didn't seem to have done anything to wrong you while he was alive. Now that he's dead, you can't even let him rest in peace and let people bully him like this. I can't stand it anymore."

Fatty agreed to let a woman press and rub her man's chest?

The woman called Fatty looked at the other woman and said, "This is my business, shut up."

"If you don't recognize a kind heart, you'll regret it later."

"Stop! Stop right now! This is disrespectful to the deceased. How can a young woman like you do this to a sick person?" Zhu Sha rushed up to Su Mingyue and reprimanded her for continuing.

“This woman isn’t listening to us at all and is still going on with her own. Dr. Zhu has the best chance of saving us. She’s saying that the other woman’s behavior is bad for the deceased. We should listen to Dr. Zhu and stop her from further insulting the deceased. We shouldn’t be polite to someone who doesn’t respect the deceased. Do you see the stones on the ground? If she doesn’t stop, throw them at her.” An older woman with a seriously ill family member wanted to do good for Zhu Sha, so she picked up a stone from the ground and was about to throw it at Su Mingyue.