My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

"Make sure the mask fits snugly against the bridge of your nose, without any gaps. After putting on your gloves, check for any tears; if they are torn, replace them with new ones."

With each sentence spoken over the phone, the medical officers would nod, some even pulling out small notebooks and charcoal pencils from their sleeves to quickly jot down the key points.

The charcoal pencil tip made a soft "shh" sound as it glided across the rough paper.

Several older physicians watched intently, one of whom, whose hair was already gray, even softened his breathing, afraid of missing a single detail, his lips moving silently as if he were memorizing the steps.

The candlelight cast a pale gold glow on his graying temples. He unconsciously clutched his belt with one hand, tightening it more and more until the belt twisted into a pretzel between his fingers.

The rain outside was incessant, the water dripping from the eaves forming lines that pattered incessantly on the bluestone steps. Occasionally, a gust of wind carrying the pungent smell of rain would sneak in, its cool touch refreshing everyone's faces and clearing their slightly dizzy minds.

After finishing the two repetitions, Lin Ye turned off his phone and casually put it back in his pocket.

The area illuminated by the cell phone suddenly dimmed again, leaving only the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows on everyone's faces. The shadows shifted erratically, sometimes climbing onto foreheads, sometimes sliding into eye sockets, making everyone's expressions appear indistinct and difficult to discern.

The warm yellow light, softened by the rain, swayed and clung to the walls and beams. The carved pillars, usually majestic and solemn, were now veiled in a gentle mist, even the peeling paint seemed to soften.

A bolt of lightning silently streaked across the sky outside the window, instantly outlining the entire Imperial Medical Academy from the gray rain curtain. The eaves, pillars, and the mirror-like water in the courtyard were all clearly illuminated for a moment before quickly disappearing.

Then a rumble of thunder rolled in from afar, making the window frame tremble slightly, and causing some dust to fall from the beams.

He glanced at everyone: "Did you all understand?"

For a moment, everyone was stunned and didn't react. Their eyes, which were used to the bright light of their phones, were suddenly back in the dim indoor environment, and they couldn't see clearly. Faint spots of light floated in front of their eyes, and everything looked as if it were covered by a veil.

Lin Ye didn't urge her. He held the little girl, who was looking around boredly, in his arms, and patted her back soothingly, his palm gently, like he was coaxing a kitten.

The little girl was patted on the shoulder, then turned to look at him. Her delicate little chin rested on his shoulder, and her two little feet swayed back and forth, her brown rain boots brushing against his clothes.

After the medical officers rubbed their eyes and blinked until their vision cleared, they replied to Lin Ye as if waking from a dream, "I understand now." Their voices were uneven, and some even sounded a little dazed.

Lin Ye nodded: "Okay, everything is here. You can distribute it and put it on."

The medical officers nodded in unison and immediately got to work. Some were in charge of distributing the supplies, while others were still quietly discussing the steps from the video, repeating the key points, and correcting each other's mistakes. They spoke rapidly, one after another.

One said, "You should put on your goggles first," while the other said, "No, no, you should put on your clothes first." After arguing for a few moments, the two then asked their colleague who was standing in the front row and could see clearly for confirmation. The colleague subconsciously tried to pull up his sleeves, but found nothing.

He awkwardly scratched his gloved fingers on the fabric of his protective suit before saying, "Put on your clothes first, then your hat last. Make sure the brim of your hat is tucked over your mask."

The two of them then exclaimed "Oh!" in unison, looking as if they had just realized something.

The area in front of the long table suddenly became lively, with countless hands reaching for the neatly stacked packages. The plastic wrapping made a series of crisp "whoosh" sounds as it was torn open.

The sound was crisp and dense, intertwined with the sound of rain outside, somewhat like rain pattering on banana leaves, only the rhythm was more chaotic, as if a flock of large birds were flapping their wings incessantly in the rain.

Some medical officers were a little too hasty when unpacking, tearing the bag opening crookedly, and the protective suit inside popped out with a "poof," which they caught in a flurry and breathed a sigh of relief.

After unpacking, they first shook out the protective suits and then, following the example in the video, touched them from top to bottom. Although their movements were a bit slow, they were extremely meticulous.

Someone turned the clothes inside out and looked at them in the candlelight, squinting as they examined the fine stitches, muttering to themselves.

Someone pinched the elastic band at the cuff and tugged it gently, feeling the elasticity. A look of surprise appeared in their eyes, as if they couldn't understand how such a small band could tighten automatically. They tugged it a few more times before reluctantly putting it on.

Those who study medicine are not stupid; they have good memories. After watching twice, they basically memorized the steps and key points. Then, the people who had been standing in front put them on one by one, explaining as they did so, and then teaching those behind who couldn't see their phones to put them on as well.

The elderly physician, whose hair was somewhat gray, would pause after each step of dressing, look down at his hands, then look up at the person next to him who had already dressed, and only proceed to the next step after confirming that he had not made any mistakes.

After putting it on, I adjusted it repeatedly, smoothing out every wrinkle. I turned the collar over and over again until it fit perfectly before nodding in satisfaction.

Then those who were dressed quickly went to help those who were slow to get dressed. You helped me with my zipper, and I helped you tighten your sleeves and trouser legs. It was a scene of friendliness and harmony.

Someone got stuck halfway through zipping up his shirt and couldn't pull it up no matter what he did. He was sweating with anxiety when someone next to him quickly reminded him, "Stand up straight and unzip your shirt." He did as he was told, straightened his body, and then the zipper was smoothly pulled all the way up to his neck.

The moment it was pulled up, the collar snapped up and lightly hit his chin with a "smack." He instinctively shrank his neck and then laughed a little embarrassedly.

Lin Ye then took this opportunity to teach Xiao Douzi.

He stroked the little girl's head in his arms, gently combing her soft hair with his fingers, and said in a gentle tone, "For disaster relief, we need to bring soldiers and doctors. Soldiers are responsible for pulling people out of the water, and doctors are responsible for treating the rescued people."

Xiao Douzi nodded to show she understood, her two little ponytails swaying back and forth, the ends brushing against Lin Ye's wrist, making it feel tingly and ticklish.

Then she fell into deep thought, and after a while, she seemed to be stuck on a problem. Her little eyebrows furrowed, her nose twitched slightly, and she looked up at Lin Ye with wide eyes, her pupils reflecting the flickering candlelight.

"What can the little bag be responsible for?"

Lin Ye looked into her eyes, thought for a moment, and said softly, "Hmm... Xiao Douzi is still too young. Right now, she can help distribute things to the people, watch over sick people taking their medicine, and then study hard. When she grows up, she can do even more things."

Little Douzi nodded even more vigorously, his chubby little face showing an extremely serious expression. It was as if he was trying hard to engrave every word Lin Ye said into his mind.

Her two short legs kicked unconsciously in Lin Ye's arms, and she said seriously, "Little Douzi understands!" Then she looked back at the medical officers who were putting on protective suits.

We need to study this knowledge carefully.

She mentally encouraged herself, her little fists clenching tightly.