City's Best Divine Doctor-Chapter 1562 - 1561: No Way I’ll Watch Him Die

Ye Qiu had previously attempted meditative cultivation on rainy days without the essence of the sun and moon, but the spiritual energy absorbed was less than one-tenth of the normal level.

Now there was no other choice; Ye Qiu could only cultivate in this manner.

Otherwise, he could only lie down and sleep.

In the middle of the night, footsteps suddenly became hurried outside the tent, and someone called, "Dr. Ye, it’s me."

Ye Qiu heard the voice of Director Wei.

He could only wake up, open his eyes, and ask, "Director Wei, what’s the matter?"

"That Director Luo is in a critical condition, you should go take a look quickly."

"Director Wei, you mean Luo Wenfeng, right?" In fact, Ye Qiu didn’t really want to care. It wasn’t that he was petty, but he simply didn’t want to deal with such people.

Such people think they’re impressive, but in reality, they’re fools. Moreover, treating the other party would consume spiritual energy, and it’s not free to help them.

Treating the other party would be better spent on other seriously ill patients.

"Dr. Ye, I know you have conflicts with him, but now saving him is important. The other party has already vomited blood and his heart is beginning to fail," Director Wei said.

In his view, personal matters are small, saving people is important; moreover, this Luo Wenfeng has some connections in the province.

"Director Wei, there are so many people needing treatment here, what does he count for, let him die if he dies."

"How can that be?"

"He’s not like that Ma Wenwen, is he, also someone with connections?" Ye Qiu asked.

Director Wei could only nod.

The other party indeed has a significant status in the province, and his connections are not small either.

Ye Qiu shook his head inwardly and followed Director Wei over.

"Dr. Ye, I’m also helpless, people with higher positions have authority over life and death."

Upon entering Luo Wenfeng’s tent, Luo Wenfeng lay there, continuously receiving fluids, and he had already taken the medicinal soup prescribed by Ye Qiu to other patients, but it had no effect.

Now he was feverish, with muscle aches all over, coughing blood, and heavier breathing.

Luo Wenfeng felt he was close to death, and when Ye Qiu came in, he indeed sensed a deathly aura.

Luo Wenfeng didn’t even know when he got infected with this disease, but it had a variable incubation period; like Wen Xin, who just came over, on the third day got infected, with an incubation period of just one or two days before it started showing symptoms.

Now Luo Wenfeng has been having symptoms for four or five days, and if you add the incubation period before, then the time could be longer.

"Dr. Ye, how is it?" Director Wei asked.

"The death aura on him is already spreading, under normal circumstances, he should start preparing for his affairs in the next two days."

Director Wei didn’t know what to say.

"You go out first, let me talk to him."

Director Wei could only go out first.

Ye Qiu stood there, staring at the red-eyed Luo Wenfeng; Luo Wenfeng was genuinely somewhat afraid of this young man in front of him. The other’s medical skills were impressive and mysterious, but his temper seemed different from many others.

"You’re a dying man, is there anything you want to say?" Ye Qiu asked coldly.

Luo Wenfeng pointed at Ye Qiu, but said nothing.

He didn’t want to die; he was young, and he mainly came over this time for fame and to build his profile. Of course, coming here was definitely risky, but he didn’t expect to really get hit and get infected with such a disease.

If he could live and return, his future would be limitless; if not, he’d go meet King Yanluo.

So, Luo Wenfeng pointed at Ye Qiu, unsure of what to say.

He knew the other party could cure him.

"I usually do not treat people for free; in Jinling, treating a patient costs millions, even tens of millions. Coming here, I’ve treated others without bargaining with them, but you? Honestly, I could watch you die before my eyes, and I wouldn’t want to treat you to avoid dirtying my hands."

Upon hearing this, Luo Wenfeng pointed at Ye Qiu, even more unsure what to say, but his heartbeat clearly accelerated.

Due to the whole-body aches, he hadn’t rested for a long time.

Ye Qiu went out of the tent, and Luo Wenfeng thought Ye Qiu would really watch him die like that. As Ye Qiu went out, Director Wei asked, "Dr. Ye, how is it?"

"Let the nurse give him some sleeping pills first; it looks like he hasn’t rested for a long time."

"What about you?"

"Director Wei, for your sake, how could I let him just die like that."

"Dr. Ye, thank you," Director Wei said hurriedly.

Director Wei quickly had a nurse give Luo Wenfeng sleeping pills, and under their effect, Luo Wenfeng soon fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Qiu went back in to treat him, only to absorb the virus in his body, leaving the other symptoms to recover slowly.

Having done this, Ye Qiu returned to his tent.

The next day, many medical staff knew that although Luo Wenfeng looked down on the young Ye Qiu and questioned his medical skills, Ye Qiu still treated him at the critical moment.

Ye Qiu was still resting in his tent; upon waking, he realized it was still an overcast day outside, with no sunlight, and tonight would be moonless for cultivation.

In these circumstances, Ye Qiu didn’t know how long he would have to endure before leaving the isolated village and returning to Jinling.

After all, this time it was organized support; it was not possible to leave as one pleased, and moreover, it’s still under quarantine, indicating the severity of the infectious disease here.

Only once effective Western medicine is developed for patients to take, can they be fully treated, and then the medical staff inside could leave.

While Ye Qiu was resting, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door, realizing it must be Ma Wenwen.

"Dr. Ye, what are you doing inside?"

"I haven’t gotten up yet," Ye Qiu said coldly.

He didn’t understand why Ma Wenwen liked to come find him so much.

"I heard you went to treat Director Luo last night?" Ma Wenwen naturally knew Luo Wenfeng and didn’t like his usually arrogant demeanor, more importantly, despite lacking skills, he had quite a temper, thinking being an overseas PhD made him extraordinary.

Unexpectedly, he was far from comparing with Ye Qiu.

"I treated him, so what?"

"I just knew you were that kind of person," Ma Wenwen thought Ye Qiu, despite appearing indifferent outwardly, was actually a warm-hearted person inside.

This was similar to the personalities of those ancient famous doctors she learned about.

In reality, she didn’t know that in Ye Qiu’s eyes, Ma Wenwen was just an ordinary ant.