"This… how can this be possible? Even old Mr. Liu couldn't do anything, how can you?"
The people responsible for moving the bodies naturally wanted to handle it beforehand; it was their job sooner or later anyway.
"Just move him back as ordered, what's with all the nonsense? That fierce female doctor has treated a case before, and that's why Lord Wang personally sent a written request for her."
Yun Hao cooperated fully with A Jiu this time.
The two exchanged a look, their expressions unreadable to A Jiu.
"Hmph, fine. If this person dies in the middle of the night, we brothers won't get up to deal with it."
Saying that, they carried the still-breathing person back.
A Jiu followed closely, her hand already clutching the handkerchief.
Under the makeshift shed, people lay or sat in disarray, some leaning against wooden posts, each suffering from varying degrees of illness, groaning, or lying motionless, awaiting death.
Their faces lacked any trace of the vitality of the living. Was this place hell, or something akin to it?
"Brother Yun, do you have a bowl?"
"Yes!" Yun Hao quickly went to look.
Zhang Mang ran even faster, soon returning with three or four bowls.
"One is enough."
A Jiu, as usual, soaked the handkerchief in the spiritual spring water.
"Water…"
"There's water!"
Several nearby people struggled to crawl over.
"Everyone, behave yourselves! This is the fierce female doctor here to save your miserable lives. If you want to live, be quiet."
Yun Hao drew his saber and stood guard beside A Jiu. The pair of bloodshot eyes staring at them truly resembled those of hungry wolves.
A Jiu did not stop Brother Yun's actions. She merely felt that although they were all people facing death, who truly wished to die?
Seeing the long saber, they were all scared back to their places, no hope dawning in their eyes at A Jiu's arrival.
Countless doctors had come before, and none had saved a single life.
Every day, they saw more people being carried away, more dying.
A Jiu concentrated entirely, taking out the handkerchief. "Zhang Mang, help pry open this person's teeth."
There was no other way; this person was truly on his last breath, his body already twitching. His teeth were impossible to open.
A Jiu had already tried to pry them open with a bamboo sliver, but the sliver broke without succeeding.
"Alright. Zhang Mang, assist." The two crouched down. Yun Hao took out a blunt object from his robe, inserted it directly into the person's teeth, and pried with force.
With a snap, a tooth broke.
A Jiu's heart lurched at the sight.
"This… I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean to." Yun Hao was also extremely embarrassed.
This time, they knew to pry from the back molar area. At least the molars were much sturdier.
A Jiu seized the gap and quickly poured in the water. She then put down the bowl and administered a few needles, following the method used to treat Mrs. Qian.
Afterward, A Jiu stared intently at the person.
"Why no reaction?" Yun Hao also squatted nearby, watching.
"Let's wait a bit longer. Perhaps his condition is more severe than Mrs. Qian's," A Jiu said, her voice barely finishing.
Just then, the person's body suddenly convulsed, his face turning black and bruised. However, he did not foam at the mouth or vomit blood like Mrs. Qian had.
A Jiu panicked. She had figured out the method but had not studied the different reactions based on severity.
"Jiu'er, what's wrong with him?" Yun Hao was also anxious.
"He looks like he's been poisoned," Zhang Mang interjected.
Yun Hao knew about the snake venom on the handkerchief. He had feared that she wouldn't be able to save the person and might end up poisoning him to death.
A Jiu's palms began to sweat again.
What was going on? After waiting for so long, nothing had been expelled.
"No, spit!" A Jiu suddenly realized. "Brother Yun, move his head over."
A Jiu quickly took out her needle pack and administered five or six needles consecutively to his ear.
At that moment, the person not only twitched but also hunched over like a large shrimp. With a gasp, he vomited foam mixed with blood from his mouth.
A Jiu quickly withdrew the needles.
Her guess was correct; he needed to vomit.