I saw that the man who had no breath suddenly took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

When the crowd saw this scene, they retreated and said in horror: "Fraud, fraud, corpse ......"

Qi Shuning put the patient down, stood up, clapped his hands gently, looked around at the people in this hall, and said: "Everyone has the strength to shout and shout, presumably the condition has been cured, I don't know if anyone knows, is the city gate open?" ”

Everyone thought that this little girl must be condemning duty, but they didn't think about it and asked such an irrelevant question.

"Yes! Since the beginning of the epidemic, the gates of the city have been sealed, and we cannot get out, nor can people from outside enter, and the rich and powerful have abandoned the city and fled, leaving us, the poor people, to die here! ”

The crowd did not know who had made the first move, and then began to discuss the city gate as if they had just discussed the dead man.

"Yes, if it weren't for Dr. Yang, I'm afraid I would have died in Huangquan by now!"

"Our family of four has all suffered from the epidemic, and we haven't given Dr. Yang a penny of medicine to this day!"

"We were so excessive just now, will Dr. Yang be angry?"

Speaking of this, everyone gathered around Yang Fuping to apologize, and some people sincerely took Yang Fuping's hand to confess.

And the men who were carrying the door panel hurriedly helped their brother up, and said in disbelief: "Xiao Wu, you are still alive!" You're alive? ”

"Big brother, why am I here? Me, what's wrong with me......"

After seeing this chaotic scene, Qi Shuning didn't bring it again, but left the hall through the back door along the corner.

Yinzhu, who was originally calm, was also excited like a magpie at this time, and said in a chirping voice: "Miss, you are really amazing!" I knew that your medical skills were amazing, but I never thought that it would be so amazing, that person was obviously dead, and Dr. Yang also gave the pulse, but he didn't find anything, you pressed your eyes in the past, pinched your wrists, and the person came back to life, Miss is really the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva! ”

Shuning just shook her head lightly and asked, "Inquire about when we can leave, I want to leave as soon as possible!" ”

Yinzhu, who was still reminiscing about the scene just now, was silent for a moment, and then seemed to think of something, and then said anxiously: "It's Miss, the slave will go out to inquire!" ”

blamed her for being too complacent, just thinking about how powerful Miss was, but forgetting the purpose of Miss's journey.

Shuning is also very anxious, the ancient transportation is not convenient, except for horseback riding, there is no other way of transportation by land, obviously it is not a long distance, but it has to walk for more than a month.

When she went out this time, Shuning made up her mind, and she would easily not go out in the future, it would be too sinful.

As for the doctor-patient dispute just now, Shuning has actually been accustomed to it for a long time.

As a doctor, it is my duty to heal the sick, and if I don't heal, I am excessive.

This has been the case since ancient times, not to mention the sound legal awareness in modern times, and the daily doctor-patient disputes are almost staged in their hospitals.

Shuning felt that she might be numb, each with its own reason, who is reasonable, or who is to blame.

Once, she liked a passage from Dante's "Divine Comedy": Through me, into the city of pain, through me, into the profundity of eternal misery, through me, into the crowd from which there will never be a return.

The place where this is said is hell.

Doctors, perhaps, are such a profession, like killers who take people's names, in a thought, in an instant, decide a person's life and death, although, sometimes, it is not the original intention.