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

Lin Ye found her serious expression somewhat amusing, gave a soft "hmm," and raised his head as well.

My gaze passed through the bustling crowd and landed outside the Imperial Hospital. The rain was still pouring down, the eaves cascading down and splashing onto the bluestone floor, creating a white mist.

The water vapor rose up, was swept up by the wind, and then dispersed, splashing onto the door frame and steps, leaving deep streaks of water.

The water in the courtyard had already overflowed one step, and a few locust leaves, blown off by the wind, floated on the murky surface, swirling like a few ownerless small boats.

A leaf, just as it was swept to the edge of the steps, was pulled back to the center by the surging water. It struggled repeatedly, but ultimately could not escape that small whirlpool.

Raindrops fell on the water's surface, densely and rapidly creating countless fleeting puddles. Ripples nested within ripples, one circle barely dissipating before another surged forward, as if constantly being tapped by invisible fingers, never finding a moment's peace.

In the distance, the palace walls were only a blurry outline in the rain, and the gray tiles on the top of the walls stretched endlessly in the darkness, like a lurking dragon.

The upturned eaves and corners seemed to have been softened by the rain, losing their usual solemnity and instead showing a sense of desolation. Occasionally, the copper bells on the eaves would be shaken by the strong wind, the sound torn apart by the sound of rain as soon as it was heard, intermittent, like someone sobbing.

Looking further up, the dome of the sky displayed the scene inside the Imperial Medical Academy. Warm yellow candlelight covered the gray clouds, adding some warmth to the gloomy world.

Hopefully, this will also bring some light to those affected by the disaster in Da Yan... Lin Ye thought silently.

It would be best if each of them could hold on until their own time.

Inside the Imperial Medical Academy, everyone learned how to dress as they went. Dozens of people were dressed in no time and stood neatly in the main hall of the Imperial Medical Academy, carrying their medicine boxes, needle kits and other equipment on their backs.

The room was suddenly filled with white figures, standing in neat rows. Reflected in the flickering candlelight, they created a strange scene, resembling a line of snowmen.

The reflective strips on the protective suits gleamed faintly in the candlelight, cool and soft. With each person's breath, the gleam trembled gently between light and shadow, like pale blue scales opening and closing.

All that could be seen on each person's face was their eyes, hidden behind transparent goggles. Surrounded by masks and hats, they stood out clearly, their eyes revealing tension, anticipation, and barely concealed excitement.

Several young medical officers couldn't help but look down at themselves, then steal a glance at their companions beside them. If it weren't for their masks, their mouths would probably be grinning from ear to ear.

Their gloved fingers kept rubbing the elastic band on the cuffs and touching the zipper on their chests, like a group of children who had just received a new toy, and they couldn't get enough of it.

When had they ever worn such strange attire since they began practicing medicine? The inner fabric was soft and comfortable, and felt warm against their skin.

The protective suit in the middle had elastic bands at the cuffs and ankles, making it much more neat than the long, wide-sleeved official robes worn on ordinary days.

The raincoat was also a thin layer, much lighter than the heavy raincoats they usually wore to keep out the rain.

Some people quietly moved their wrists and turned their necks, finding that they were not only unrestricted but also much more flexible than they had imagined.

The director straightened his protective suit. Having worn loose clothing for half his life, he didn't adapt as quickly as a young person and felt a little uncomfortable at the moment.

My arms and legs were bound with elastic bands, and my hands were covered with gloves that clung tightly to my skin. My ten fingers moved quite nimbly within the thin layer of plastic film, but it always felt like there was an extra layer of skin on my hands.

He tried bending his knuckles and then opening them again, repeating this several times until he got a little used to it.

Then I couldn't resist pulling down my mask. The mask felt stuffy and tight on my face, and my breath, hot and humid, hit my face, which wasn't very comfortable.

But having already understood the purpose of the outfit while watching the video, he still put it on meticulously. He checked every detail carefully, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Seeing that everyone was dressed, he stepped forward, his voice muffled from beneath his mask: "Lord Lin, General Wang, everyone is ready. Shall we depart now?"

Lin Ye nodded without saying a word. He held the little bag firmly with one hand, and with the other hand, he reached into his clothes and pulled out another teleportation talisman.

The talisman gleamed silver in the dim light. He held it between two fingers, his gaze sweeping over the dozens of white-clad men in front of him, his tone calm and steady.

"Stand closer together."

The medical officers moved closer to the center as instructed, their white coats rustling as they moved. Several people huddled together, shoulder to shoulder, their breathing rising and falling, sounding heavy and muffled under their masks.

The brass buckles on the medicine box and needle case jingled softly as they moved, like a string of delicate bell sounds.

Lin Ye silently chanted "use," and the teleportation talisman at his fingertips suddenly lit up, its silver light flowing out like melting moonlight, enveloping everyone's figures.

The moment the bright white light burst forth, the candlelight in the main room suddenly dimmed, as if the light had been absorbed by something invisible. The warm yellow halo tilted slightly towards the talisman, then straightened up again and continued to flicker.

When the white light faded, all the people who had been lined up disappeared. Only a few torn plastic bags and a few pages of paper covered with charcoal writing remained on the long table. The wind blew in through the crack in the door, gently lifting a corner and making a soft "whoosh" sound.

There were also a few elderly medical officers who stayed behind instead of going. They were either too old, had difficulty walking, or had old ailments, making it inconvenient for them to go to the disaster relief efforts. So they voluntarily stayed behind.

They walked a few steps to the eaves of the doorway, staring blankly at the sky. Rain dripped from the eaves, soaking their shoes, but they were completely unaware.

One of the old physicians, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, looked up, his cloudy old eyes reflecting the ever-changing scenery in the sky. His lips moved a few times, but in the end, he could only sigh in resentment.

The sigh was very light, like the last leaf falling in the autumn wind, which was swept away by the wind and rain as soon as it was uttered.

Another equally elderly physician beside him reached out and patted his arm. The wrinkled hand trembled slightly in the rain, and the warmth of the palm was transmitted through the damp, cold sleeve, carrying a silent comfort.

……

On the drill ground of the military camp on the outskirts of Beijing.

The rain was still falling, and the muddy ground on the drill ground was trampled into a mess, with each step kicking up a puff of sticky mud.

The soldiers in raincoats walked through the mud, the hems of their raincoats swaying gently, splashing mud onto their shoes, which immediately slid off, leaving only faint watermarks.

The soldiers who hadn't stepped forward earlier watched as their comrades, dressed in the new clothes given to them by Lord Lin, carried their armor into their respective tents, looking dry and comfortable even in the pouring rain. It would be a lie to say they weren't envious.