City's Best Divine Doctor-Chapter 1539 - 1538: Ma Wenwen Wakes Up

The sound of small animals from outside, probably those crickets and the like little bugs, Ye Qiu came out of the tent, washed up, and went to eat.

He found that upon arriving here, he really couldn’t eat well or sleep well, but he wasn’t here to enjoy.

When he arrived at the village committee headquarters and saw Han Dexi and Director Wei, he said, "I’m really hungry."

"Dr. Ye, I’ll have someone prepare dinner for you right away," Director Wei hurriedly said.

Originally, dinner was around six o’clock. Knowing Ye Qiu was resting, Director Wei didn’t allow anyone to wake him up.

Now that Ye Qiu woke up, he felt much more energized. While eating fruit, he certainly didn’t want to touch those compressed biscuits—they were just too hard to swallow.

When Director Wei arranged for Ye Qiu to have a specially prepared meal, he had several dishes made for him.

When the food was delivered and Ye Qiu was eating, Han Dexi said, "Dr. Ye, those latent period patients you treated this afternoon are really fully recovered."

"Of course, I do what I say."

"What about the other patients? How do you treat them?" Han Dexi asked.

"Well, my True Qi is limited; I can’t treat too many patients every day. Given the current situation, I can only first save those critically ill patients—no more patient deaths should happen."

Han Dexi and Director Wei agreed. In Ma Wenwen’s case, fortunately, Ye Qiu treated her in time, or she might not have made it till now.

Now, resting in the tent, Ma Wenwen confirmed she wasn’t just experiencing a last surge before dying, but was really improving. Her mind was very clear. After learning from other medical staff that all of this was due to the young doctor Ye from Jinling treating her, she managed to pull through.

Dr. Ye?

What is this Dr. Ye’s name?

He’s actually that skilled?

Ma Wenwen immediately wanted to see that Dr. Ye and find out exactly how he treated her. After all, reflecting on the past half-month, aside from fear, Ma Wenwen had another indescribable feeling.

She witnessed more than thirty villagers passing away due to this infectious disease while her condition flared up, and now she wasn’t clear on how many patients were like her.

"Where is Dr. Ye?" Ma Wenwen hurriedly asked.

"Miss Ma, Dr. Ye is resting. He just came over this morning and treated so many patients, he must be very tired," said the nurse.

"Then please notify me when he wakes up."

Now Ma Wenwen no longer had heart failure, breathing difficulties, coughing up blood, but due to bodily complications, she still felt physically uncomfortable.

However, she no longer needed to rely on an oxygen machine or mask to sustain herself.

While Ye Qiu was eating alongside Director Wei, he asked, "Director Wei, how is that old lady doing?"

"She seems much better. I heard you treated her well, her condition has improved, it’s just her body temperature hasn’t returned to normal."

The old lady is a solitary elder, with no children or other family, in a special situation in the village. Usually, the village cadres would check on her.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting discovered her fainted in her home this time.

"I heard the old lady say her mother also encountered a similar infectious disease in the past, it was called ’head plague’. I wonder if the village or county records have such documentation."

Generally, historical events in the country, regime changes, or major occurrences were recorded by historians, and folklore would be recorded by others to be passed down.

Local records, like county annals, are one of these. Major events in small places would be recorded.

Therefore, Ye Qiu asked Director Wei.

"Something like that happened before? I haven’t heard of it—I’m originally from this small county town. However, being twenty-plus years younger than that elder, it’s only recently that I came to this village, so I really haven’t heard of it before."

"If what the old lady said is true, I feel there’s a connection with the previous outbreak of ’head plague’, so if it’s possible to look through county annals, it might provide useful clues, like treatment prescriptions used then or the source of the infectious disease."

Of course, if none of this is available, Ye Qiu could only ask the old lady if she remembers clearly what happened when her mother encountered ’head plague’.

"I’ll have someone check immediately," Director Wei said.

After Director Wei left, Han Dexi said to Ye Qiu, "Dr. Ye, you all are truly the pride of our medical staff in Jinling."

Han Dexi was also surprised that upon bringing Ye Qiu over, they immediately treated so many patients.

"It’s expected," Ye Qiu said.

However, in his heart, unless it involved someone related to him, others were no more than ants at most.

Even though he had lived in this world for some time, his soul was never from this world, so many times, he does things that may still appear a bit out of place compared to others.

Nonetheless, Ye Qiu was like that—he never cared about others’ opinions but did things according to his own wishes.

Ye Qiu and Han Dexi first went to check the old lady’s situation and found Zhou Wenting guarding there.

"Wenting, aren’t you tired?"

"I’m okay," Zhou Wenting was a bit tired too, but compared to other medical staff, she didn’t feel much.

Of course, now there are many internists and western doctors, and there are new medical staff arriving gradually. Zhou Wenting didn’t need to do much anymore; it was enough just to stay by Ye Qiu’s side.

Ye Qiu looked at the old lady on the bed, finding her spirit had improved a bit. He went over and held her hand, noticing her temperature was still above normal.

"Did the old lady drink the medicinal soup?"

"She did, and we also just administered glucose IV to her," Zhou Wenting said.

Ye Qiu hadn’t recovered the Spiritual Energy he spent today, so right now he couldn’t treat her. He could only see if tonight’s moonlight was good to absorb more Spiritual Energy from the Moonlight Essence.

Ye Qiu observed the old lady’s condition, knowing that by tomorrow at the latest, he would ensure her recovery.

"Dr. Ye, Miss Ma is looking for you!" said a nurse.

"Miss Ma?" Ye Qiu asked.

"It’s the journalist Ma—she heard you woke up and wants to inquire about your situation."

Journalist Ma?

That was the first female patient Ye Qiu treated, Ma Wenwen, who woke up now and seemed significantly better.

"I’ll head over shortly."