Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

Everyone around was indignant. It seemed that Wang Yifeng had a good reputation. The clinic was already packed with patients. Some apprentices were treating wounds, but Yao Feiran could tell from their movements that they were not very skilled.

Yao Feiran saw a middle-aged man treating the most seriously injured patient, who was clearly bleeding heavily. The assistant next to the middle-aged man was trying to stop the bleeding, but whether he was too nervous or not skilled enough, the rope was not tied tightly and quickly came undone, and blood began to gush out again.

"Idiot! Get out of here!"

The middle-aged man angrily kicked his assistant away, then took the rope and bandages again and tied them around the wound near his heart. The gushing blood finally stopped.

"Bring me some ginseng soup."

After an emergency rescue, the man wiped his sweat and said, "Loosen it every half hour to prevent necrosis of the leg."

The man finally got a moment's respite and saw the soldier, who put on a fawning expression: "Doctor Qiu, I heard you're short-staffed. Someone here claims to have medical skills. Do you think he'll do well?"

Dr. Qiu's gaze fell on Yao Feiran, his brows furrowing slightly: "A woman?"

There weren't many women studying medicine in this era, and most of them were refugees, so it was basically a scam. Although the mother and daughter looked pitiful, there was no shortage of pitiful people in this world.

Yao Feiran said, "Dr. Qiu, I think that person's wound needs treatment. Why don't I give it a try?"

The patient had a sizable wound on his leg, which appeared to have been caused by a knife, and the wound was covered in pebbles.

The patient trembled with fear: "Doctor, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child at home. You can't just let anyone treat me. What will happen if my leg is crippled?"

Doctor Qiu stared at Yao Feiran for a long time before finally speaking, "Give it a try. If you make a mistake, I can't keep anyone here."

Yao Feiran walked up and said to an apprentice, "Could you please get me some boiled Coptis chinensis water and some tweezers?"

The original owner's impression was that traditional Chinese medicine clinics used this kind of water for disinfection. The apprentice glanced at Doctor Qiu, and seeing that Doctor Qiu did not say anything, he handed the item to Yao Feiran.

After rinsing the wound, Yao Feiran carefully removed the pebbles inside and then stitched the wound up with sterilized hemp thread.

Dr. Qiu remained silent throughout, only revealing a surprised expression after she had stitched up the wound. Her hand held the needle steadily, and the stitches were perfectly aligned, as if the injury had never occurred.

"You can stay here," Doctor Qiu said to the soldiers guarding the city. "What she said is true; you'll be credited for your service later."

The soldier chuckled, "Thank you very much, Doctor Qiu."

"Dr. Qiu, this is my daughter. She's sensible and obedient. Can she come with me?"

"It's alright."

Yao Feiran was kept at the clinic and re-registered her identity at the household registration office. She was given a household registration in Xiangcheng and a dormitory room, and received a monthly salary.

Zhou Miao looked at her mother with sparkling eyes, feeling that something had changed about her. Before, her mother always told her to give way to her older and younger cousins, and to keep to herself and not care about her. But now, her mother had taken her away from her uncle and her family, and often taught her to exercise and read. She could also eat her fill every day.

"Mom, you're amazing."

"Miaomiao is also very brave."

A little girl who doesn't cry or make a fuss no matter what happens in this chaotic world is already very sensible.

After wandering for so long, Zhou Miao was finally able to sleep peacefully in his mother's arms.

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There are many medical books in this clinic, which Yao Feiran reads in her spare time. The pharmacological knowledge in this world is different. The medicinal properties and names of herbs are slightly different. As long as she masters these herbs and their medicinal properties, she will be able to prescribe medicine herself in the future.

After a while, the city was filled with commotion.

"Good news! Marshal Wang has wiped out that gang of thieves in Xitou Mountain."

"This is truly gratifying. Before, people who passed by were robbed and even killed to silence them. Now their bodies are hanging at the city gate. It's retribution!"

Yao Feiran put down her medical book, wondering to herself, "The bandits of Xitou Mountain were wiped out in one fell swoop?" Xitou Mountain has a complex terrain, and the bandits had been stationed there for so long; it wouldn't be so easy to take them down.

Sure enough, many more soldiers were carried to the medical clinic.

This clinic is called Changming Clinic. There is no clinic this big in the entire Xiangcheng. Judging from how respectful the soldiers guarding the city were to Doctor Qiu, the clinic must be directly under the command of its leader, Wang Yifeng.

This time, there were more wounded soldiers than last time. Yao Feiran was quick and efficient, and even noticed that some of the apprentices had dispensed the wrong medicine.

After finishing his work for the night, Doctor Qiu addressed all the apprentices in the clinic: "From now on, the young lady will be the clinic's assistant. If I am not here, you will all follow her instructions."

Some people objected, saying, "Teacher, the young lady has only been here for a short time. How can she be appointed as the deputy head of the academy? I'm afraid she won't be able to win people's respect."

Doctor Qiu's expression remained unchanged: "Then who do you think should be the deputy curator?"

Many people chimed in, saying, "We think it's Brother Hanyu."

Hanyu is Dr. Qiu's apprentice and has been working at the clinic for over a year.

"Here, everyone is promoted based on their ability. Hanyu, you're too careless and impatient. Do you know how serious the consequences would have been if Yao Feiran hadn't pointed out the mistake in the prescription you gave General Zhao?"

General Zhao Yue is the commander-in-chief of the army, a position above the commander of ten thousand households. He can command a whole army. If that one of them dies from the illness, the clinic will be ripped off by Marshal Wang.

Han Yu exclaimed in shock, "Impossible, I didn't prescribe the wrong medicine."

Doctor Qiu took out the prescription, and Han Yu looked at it carefully for a while. His arrogant expression disappeared, and he was instantly covered in sweat. He had actually written five fen as five qian. If the medicine was really brewed like this, he might die from an overdose.

"You should reflect on this matter carefully. I'm deducting three months' salary. Listen to me: the reason I appointed Yao Feiran as my deputy today is because I value her meticulousness and diligence during this period, and her methods are no less than mine. If you are not satisfied, then study hard and strive to surpass her. Only then will you have the right to protest against me. If I find out that you have used any underhanded methods to affect the treatment of patients, don't blame me for using military law!"

In chaotic times, harsh measures are necessary. This medical clinic was originally intended as a reserve military doctor for Wang Yifeng, to be deployed at any time. He would not allow anyone to ruin Wang Yifeng's important plans.

Yao Feiran originally wanted to settle down, but her performance was so good that Doctor Qiu pulled her to the front. Although some people were still unconvinced, no one dared to frame her, because if she were found out, she would lose her life and damage the reputation of the clinic.

Yao Feiran quickly adapted to her new identity, and her salary increased several times over. She hired a tutor for Zhou Miao to teach her to read and write.

The clinic was unusually quiet today when a middle-aged woman walked over.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Yao?"

Yao Feiran frowned. The woman was slightly plump, dressed in red and green, and had bright red lips, which made her look unpleasant.

"I wonder what brings you here, Auntie?"

"How old are you this year?"