Chapter 173 What Do You Want Me To Do

Li Chengxiu's internal energy was as profound as Ye Tinglan's, and since his condition was mild, Feng Yinwan did not exert much effort in diagnosing him.

This "not exerting much effort" specifically manifested in the fact that after the first two needles, she was simply stabbing randomly with the rest.

Now that she was in a good mood, she closed her eyes and leisurely put away the silver needles. Beside her, Li Chengxiu hugged his bruised arms, his expression suspicious and wronged.

The discomfort in his body had long since subsided, but the needles on him had never stopped, and in fact, they were hurting him more and more!

If Ye Tinglan hadn't been there, he would have suspected this woman of being a quack!

Feng Yinwan remained oblivious to his gaze and put away the silver needles before standing up. "Alright, General Li is no longer in serious condition. He will be fine after taking the medicinal soup later."

She glanced at the other critically ill patients around them and added, "This tent should not be used for the time being."

Mixing mild and severe cases together, a single mistake could lead to cross-infection, turning mild cases into severe ones.

Just as she was worrying about this issue, Qi Xuan quickly entered.

"Your Highness, the new tents have been set up. Shall we move the patients in now?"

Ye Tinglan was about to nod when his forearm was suddenly grabbed.

"Wait!"

Turning, he was met with a faint, elegant fragrance. Feng Yinwan pursed her lips, looked up at him, her expression firm.

"Your Highness, could you entrust the task of arranging the patients to this consort?"

She was a doctor, after all, and more professional.

Upon hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed in Ye Tinglan's dark eyes. He couldn't bear to refuse her, but after a moment, he nodded.

"Alright, but the situation is complicated now. Let Qi Xuan accompany you. You will only direct from the sidelines, and the task of arranging the patients will be handled by the people below."

This was concern for her.

Feng Yinwan's heart stirred, and the corners of her lips curled into a bright smile. "This consort obeys your command!"

Arranging patients required classification, and to classify them, Feng Yinwan had to personally inspect them.

Remembering the instructions of her prince, Qi Xuan stayed close by. Seeing Feng Yinwan about to step forward, he decisively raised his hand to stop her.

"Your Highness, you cannot go any further."

Even though they were wearing masks, being among so many patients, it was difficult to guarantee their safety.

Feng Yinwan was unconcerned. "It's fine, I'll just take a look."

"Your Highness!"

Seeing that she wouldn't listen, Qi Xuan simply moved to the side, blocking her path. "Please stop, Your Highness!"

The guards following behind, carrying stretchers, immediately fell into formation.

"Please stop, Your Highness!"

Feng Yinwan looked at the layers of obstruction in front of her, feeling a little helpless.

"If I don't go forward to inspect, how can I ascertain the specific condition of the patients?"

Qi Xuan hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "This subordinate will go and fetch the accompanying physicians."

The accompanying physicians referred to the military doctors they had brought from the army the previous night. As soon as Qi Xuan finished speaking, he turned and went out. In a short while, several military doctors were summoned.

"Your Highness, whatever instructions you have, you can give them to them."

"We are at Your Highness's command."

Seeing them all nod in unison, Feng Yinwan had to compromise. "Fine."

She instructed them on the key points for differentiating between mild and severe cases. Qi Xuan immediately led the guards to follow. With everyone dividing the work, there was nothing for her to do for the moment.

Seeing this, Feng Yinwan secretly rubbed her forehead and simply turned to leave the tent.

As she walked out, she saw Ye Tinglan returning from outside. A troop of soldiers had been brought over from the barracks and were quickly sealing off the vicinity of the isolation area.

"How is it?"

He was asking about her progress.

Feng Yinwan pouted. "Your Highness's good command. Qi Xuan wouldn't let this consort go forward to inspect. I've already given the orders, and the military doctors are inside now."

Hearing this, Ye Tinglan's thin lips curved. "Then you wait outside."

The military doctors, with years of experience in the army, were already quite capable. With Feng Yinwan's guidance, they quickly divided the mild and severe patients.

Feng Yinwan had just sat down to take a sip of water when Qi Xuan ran back.

"Your Highness, the patients have all been sorted."

Feng Yinwan immediately nodded upon hearing this. "Transfer all the mild cases out, arranging them into new tents in groups of a few. The severe cases remain in place and will be dealt with after the mild cases are settled."

"Yes."

Qi Xuan responded and immediately led the guards to carry the patients. Feng Yinwan had initially been worried about insufficient tents and the mixing of severe and mild cases again. When she went out, she discovered that there weren't many mild cases at all.

Pressing her forehead, she immediately went to the place where the medicinal soup was being stewed.

"Miss."

Yu Ping was vigorously fanning a straw fan by the earthen stove. Seeing Feng Yinwan arrive, she quickly stood up.

"Why have you come here? His Highness...?"

Her round eyes were burning with gossip. The flush that had subsided from Feng Yinwan's pretty face immediately returned.

"Ahem... the critically ill patients in the front urgently need medication. I've come to see how the medicinal soup is being stewed."

"Oh, oh."

Yu Ping didn't suspect anything and immediately lifted the pot lid. "I've been stewing it for nearly an hour. It should be ready in a little while."

Feng Yinwan nodded and was about to find another topic to change the subject when a commotion suddenly erupted from afar.

"What are you doing! Why won't you let us out!"

"His Highness has ordered that to prevent the further spread of malaria, the isolation area is entry only, and all personnel are forbidden to leave without authorization!"

The soldier, holding his spear, spoke righteously, not yielding an inch.

Seeing this, Madam Yu's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and she directly pushed him.

"What nonsense order is this! I am a person of the Zhenguo General's mansion. Get lost, or beware of losing your dog's life!"

She had used all her strength in this shove, but the soldier was well-trained and his physique was inherently superior to others. He stood firm, unmoving, despite being pushed.

He raised his spear and directly forced Madam Yu back.

"Retire and behave yourself!"

Madam Yu's neck, where Feng Yinwan's blade had cut her, had not yet healed. Seeing this, her face paled, and she immediately recoiled.

Her maidservant rushed to help her, but as soon as she touched her clothes, Madam Yu violently flung her away.

Gritting her teeth fiercely, she spoke in a coarse voice.

"Call your person in charge here! I want to see your person in charge!"

The soldier had no intention of responding. Before he could reprimand her again, a slightly cold voice came from behind.

"Madam Yu wishes to see which person in charge? Coincidentally, this consort is here. If you have anything to say, why don't you say it to this consort?"

Unexpectedly running into her here, Madam Yu's eyes widened upon hearing this, and she immediately turned around as if she had seen a ghost.

"Feng Yinwan?!"

How could this little slut be here? What tricks was she planning now?!

Feng Yinwan's lips curled into a gentle smile as she unhurriedly stepped forward. Her gaze swept over the stretchers beside her, and her delicate eyebrows raised slightly.

How could she have forgotten that her good sister was also in isolation here?

Noticing her gaze, Madam Yu quickly stepped forward to block the stretcher, her face filled with vigilance.

"You... what do you want to do?!"

Feng Yinwan hooked her lips. "Why is Madam Yu so nervous? My sister's malaria has not yet recovered. As a physician, this consort naturally needs to check on her condition."

With that, she shifted her body slightly and pulled away the white cloth covering the stretcher.