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Dr. Yu remembered Zhou Ruo saying that the wounded soldiers would not recover unless the spores were driven away.

Let's wait until the sun comes out tomorrow morning to drive away the spores before treating the wounded soldiers together.

Zhou Ruo glanced at the soldiers lying on the bed boards, shook her head, and said, "No, that won't work."

She moved in front of several wounded soldiers, pointed at them, and said, "These few, if they don't receive treatment soon, they won't live to see dawn."

Turning around, he added, "If these few aren't treated now, they'll soon be beaten to a pulp by the spores, just like those soldiers over there!"

Dr. Yu and the other doctors were completely baffled; they couldn't fathom how Zhou Ruo had made the diagnosis.

The doctors were powerless to help the soldiers before them.

But Doctor Yu was unwilling to accept this; he didn't want himself, or the doctors around him who had been saving lives for so long, to appear useless.

"Miss, is there anything we doctors can help with?"

Dr. Yu's attitude was humble enough, something that other doctors had never seen before.

If the doctors could treat so many wounded soldiers together, it would be much faster.

But what can these doctors do?

Zhou Ru thought for a moment, and then she had an idea!

"Doctor Yu, do you know how to open the central meridians of these soldiers?"

Zhou Ruo gave the doctors some actions that didn't require spiritual power.

"Yes, yes, yes! We can do that too!"

Dr. Yu was quite surprised to see that Zhou Ruo didn't ostracize them and was willing to let them work, and the doctors were very happy.

Zhou Ruo: "These soldiers have a lot of wind inside them, we need to expel all of it."

Dr. Yu: "That's fine too!"

......

Following Zhou Ruo's instructions, the doctors quickly divided the work and got to their posts.

Zhou Ruo then first sealed the meridians of the soldiers who had just begun to have an allergic reaction.

There were about five or six soldiers, each with two silver needles inserted into their skin.

Soon, the redness and swelling on their bodies began to subside, and their breathing gradually became easier.

Next, Zhou Ruo began to treat the more seriously wounded soldiers.

The preparations made by the doctors were very effective this time, and Zhou Ruo only needed to give each wounded soldier one injection to treat them.

Moreover, it doesn't require much spiritual energy.

Seeing the soldiers' faces no longer contorted in pain and their complexions gradually returning to normal, the doctors all sighed with admiration:

"A miracle doctor! Miss is truly amazing! She's saved!"

Zhou Ruo removed the silver needles, cleaned them, and put them back into the needle case one by one. Then she yawned.

Zhao Yucheng walked over and picked her up, his warm gaze a look he had never shown in the military camp.

"Ruo'er, you must be exhausted. Father will take you back to the camp to rest. We'll come again tomorrow."

With tears in her eyes, Zhou Ruo yawned twice and said, "Daddy, I'm so sleepy, I want to go to sleep."

"Okay, let's go back now."

Zhao Yucheng carried Zhou Ruo, with Zhao Jinzhong following closely behind, and the three of them walked out of the wounded soldiers' camp and back to their tent.

The doctors were all surprised to see Zhao Yucheng's gentle demeanor.

They had witnessed the general's bravery in battle, and his strictness in training troops...

But I've never seen him with eyes full of love or words full of doting affection.

"Our young lady is not only a skilled healer, but she can also make the general so obedient. She's truly a miracle worker!"

When Zhao Yucheng carried Zhou Ruo back to the tent, Zhou Ruo was already nestled on his shoulder, snoring softly.

Granny Wang waited for Zhou Ruo for a long time in the tent, and finally the young master returned.

Zhao Yucheng put Zhou Ruo on the bed, and Zhao Jinzhong helped her pull the blanket over her.

Just as Zhao Jinzhong was about to turn and leave, Zhou Ruo grabbed his sleeve.

He paused, then bent down to listen to Zhou Ruo's murmurs.

"Brother...it's 37% complete..."

Zhao Jinzhong's breath hitched, as if something was blocking his chest.

"Did Ruo'er say something?" Zhao Yucheng vaguely heard Zhou Ruo's soft voice.

Zhao Jinzhong swallowed hard, his tone heavy: "Father, Ruoruo is so pitiful. Let's have her treat more wounded soldiers tomorrow."

"Huh?" Zhao Yucheng assumed it was a slip of the tongue by his son, and seeing him walk away with his head down, he didn't say anything more.

The next morning, Zhou Ruo woke up to the sweet fragrance of melons and fruits.

The area outside the camp was filled with the shouts of soldiers practicing their drills.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Zhao Jinzhong holding up a large cantaloupe and waving it around in front of her.

"Why are you up so early, brother?" Zhou Ruo yawned, slowly sat up, and smiled as she took the melon from Zhao Jinzhong's hand.

"It smells so good! I'm so happy to wake up first thing in the morning and be able to eat such fragrant fruit!"

As soon as Zhou Ruo finished speaking, Granny Wang brought breakfast into the tent.

"Young General, Miss, breakfast is ready!"

Zhou Ruo's sunny smile dimmed instantly, as if obscured by dark clouds.

Zhao Jinzhong rubbed her head and said with a smile, "Get up, after breakfast your brother will take you to the wounded soldiers' ward."

"Great! I can go get treatment again!" Zhou Ruo excitedly got out of bed to wash up and reluctantly finished breakfast.

Zhao Jinzhong led Zhou Ru out of the tent.

"Brother, where is Father?"

Zhou Ruo didn't see Zhao Yucheng early in the morning.

"Father has gone to train the troops," Zhao Jinzhong said simply.

"What is military training?" Zhou Ruo asked curiously.

"Training soldiers is..." Zhao Jinzhong led her around a corner, "Brother will take you to see it."

"Wow~ Brother, there are so many people!" Zhou Ruo exclaimed, looking at the dense crowd of soldiers on the training ground.

"This is the training exercise. Your father is over there," Zhao Jinzhong explained to her.

But something seems a little strange. What is it? Zhou Ruo couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jinzhong asked her, puzzled.

He saw Zhou Ruo clinging to the fence, staring at the soldiers in the drill ground for a long time without moving or saying a word.

"Brother, can you see that? There's a huge net in the sky!"

Zhou Ruoyin vaguely saw a huge net floating above the soldiers' heads.

"The net? Where is it? I can't see it." Zhao Jinzhong also looked around carefully, but he couldn't see it either.

"Ruoruo, were your eyes tired and uncomfortable last night because you treated the doctors and soldiers by candlelight?"

Zhou Ruo rubbed her eyes and looked ahead again, but it was still vague and indistinct.

"Never mind, brother, let's go to the wounded soldiers' camp first!"

Zhou Ruo pulled Zhao Jinzhong outside; she wanted to see what was going on with those spores.

As soon as he reached the outside of the wounded soldiers' camp, Dr. Yu, who had been waiting for a long time, came to greet him.

"Miss, Young General, you've finally arrived!" Doctor Yu kept the word "finally" stuck in his throat, not daring to say it aloud.

"Dr. Yu, did you not rest all night?" Zhao Jinzhong guessed what was going on based on his tired appearance.

"After you went back last night, several of us doctors took turns keeping watch over you and rested for a while."

Dr. Yu said, wiping the sweat from his brow.

Zhou Ruo pulled her clothes tighter and then asked, "Dr. Yu, are you that hot?"