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Finally, apart from a few who were too old to endure the journey and two who were feeling unwell due to a cold, all the dozens of serving medical officers of the Imperial Hospital, including the head of the hospital, stepped forward.

The long queue stretched from the entrance all the way to the medicine cabinet. Those who couldn't fit squeezed into a corner, and everyone kept their backs straight.

The rows of official robes, some green and some blue, stretched out like a line of sturdy bamboo, exuding a spirited air. The cuffs and hems of the robes swayed gently in the damp breeze blowing in from outside, like broad leaves shaking in the wind.

The room was filled with the rich aroma of herbs, mixed with the scent of dried grass emanating from the herbal medicine drawer and the astringent smell of the old wooden cabinet.

Outside, the rain was pouring down like a waterfall. The raindrops pounded against the eaves, forming a white curtain of water that stretched along the dripping eaves, with a constant, gurgling sound.

Occasionally, a gust of wind would hit the window frame, and the window paper would thump and bulge, as if someone were patting it from outside.

The young medical officers raised their chins slightly, their eyes filled with undisguised eagerness. Even the older officers stood upright with their hands folded in front of them, showing no sign of laziness.

Breathing sounds could be clearly heard in the intervals between the rain, some rapid, some drawn-out, but all of them were resolute.

Looking at the scene before him, Wang Meng nodded with satisfaction, a rare hint of approval appearing on his usually stern face. The perpetual frost between his brows seemed to have softened somewhat in the warmth of the room, and even the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

This is what officials of the Great Flame should be like! These people may look weak and frail on ordinary days, but when it comes to crucial moments, not one of them hesitates!

Thinking of those good-for-nothings in the military camp who ran faster than rabbits at the mention of disaster relief, Wang Meng felt another surge of anger.

He clenched his teeth, the muscles in his cheeks twitched twice, and his fists clenched tightly at his sides, the knuckles cracking a few times.

Let's see how he deals with those people when he gets back!

One or two physicians who were nearby heard the "clucking" sound, glanced at him, and then quickly looked away, not daring to look any longer.

Lin Ye hadn't expected such a large number of people to sign up. He thought it would be good if half of them were willing to go, since disaster relief is hard work and they would have to travel far from Beijing to the disaster area, inevitably enduring hardships.

He never expected that these usually refined and gentle physicians would have such courage, which made him think more highly of the Imperial Medical Academy.

He nodded slightly, said nothing more, opened his phone, tapped the screen a few times, selected a new batch of equipment from the bound warehouse, confirmed the quantity, and then transferred it.

In an instant, stacks of neat clothes appeared out of thin air on the long table to the side, causing the medical officers present to widen their eyes. Some of them even subconsciously took half a step back, their backs hitting the medicine cabinet behind them with a dull thud.

In the main room, you could hear a pin drop. The sound of rain outside seemed to have faded into the distance, with only the candle flame crackling once, scattering a few tiny sparks.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that this was actually happening before their eyes. It was beyond their comprehension, almost like the magical arts of immortals from a folktale.

But thinking about it, wasn't Lord Lin originally an immortal? With this thought, the physicians felt relieved, and their wildly beating hearts gradually calmed down.

The equipment was the same, but unlike the soldiers, Lin Ye prepared sportswear, raincoats, rain boots, and full sets of medical protective clothing for the medics.

The physician's official robes were wide and flowing, making them flutter gracefully as he walked, but they would billow like lanterns in the wind. Moreover, it was pouring rain outside, and the hems of the robes dragged on the ground, getting muddy, heavy, and cold, making it too inconvenient to travel. It would be better to change them all.

The tracksuits, like the soldiers', were dark-colored, an indigo that was almost black, so they wouldn't show dirt. The fabric was soft and thick, both lightweight and warm.

The physicians looked on curiously. The material was neither as smooth as silk nor as rough as linen; it had a slightly velvety feel to it.

A few of the bolder ones groped around and tore open a corner of the packaging, reaching inside to touch it. Their fingertips touched the fabric, which felt soft and warm to the touch, like fine cashmere, but even softer.

"This fabric... is quite peculiar," a physician murmured, gently rubbing it between his fingers, unable to fathom how it was woven. He looked up at his colleague beside him, who was also looking at him with the same puzzled and astonished gaze.

The raincoat is also a transparent windbreaker style, thick and sturdy. The rain boots are the same style, black, with the boot shaft reaching the knee and the soles engraved with deep patterns, clearly indicating they are slip-resistant.

One of the medical officers picked one up and examined it closely. He found it extremely light, less than half the weight of the thick-soled official boots they usually wore. It was hard to believe that this thing could stand in mud and water without leaking.

The protective suits were pure white with light blue reflective strips. The reflective strips shimmered slightly in the candlelight, like thick strips of light embroidered on the fabric, but without any visible stitches, as if they were naturally formed there.

Each set of clothes was wrapped in plastic and neatly arranged on the table, exuding a clean and cool aura. The smooth, shiny plastic packaging reflected the flickering candlelight, like pools of shallow water, shimmering with a faint glow.

Next to it were accessories such as latex gloves, goggles, and N95 masks, piled up in neat rows and filled the long table.

The latex gloves were off-white, as thin as cicada wings, and neatly stacked in boxes. The goggles were transparent and shiny, the lenses reflecting dappled light in the candlelight. The face masks were white, folded together in neat, square shapes.

After the transmission was completed, Lin Ye waved his hand, and the medical officers began to move. The hall was immediately filled with the rustling sounds of people undressing and taking off their clothes.

Someone moved swiftly and quickly took off their wide official robe, revealing a moon-white undergarment underneath.

Some hesitated, feeling it was somewhat undressing to undress in front of their colleagues. After looking around and seeing that everyone else had already started, they could only blush and loosen their belts.

They first picked up the tracksuits and rain boots, and then figured out how to wear them based on the pictures of the upper body in the clothing packaging. These weren't difficult at all.

Before long, dozens of medical officers changed into dark tracksuits and black rain boots, looking much more capable and efficient than before, a far cry from their previous frail appearance.

The raincoats should be worn on the outside. Several medical officers had glanced at the sky earlier and noticed the soldiers' attire. They then whispered to their colleagues about it.

So, the white clothing should be worn in the middle? But what are those small items on the sides for?

The medical officers, now dressed in their sportswear, stared at the unfamiliar objects, exchanging bewildered glances, none daring to make the first move.

Seeing their confused and hesitant eyes, Lin Ye simply turned on his phone.