Don't disturb me, I won't be a concubine

Dong Jiafu and Tan Hao walked all the way until they saw someone treating the victims in front of a dilapidated temple.

There was a middle-aged man in the official uniform of the Imperial Hospital who was arranging people to do things. Tan Hao's eyes lit up and he went straight to the man.

"May I ask if you are the imperial physician?"

Doctor Zhang turned around and looked at him and Dong Jiafu in confusion, "Who are you..."

"Oh, we are from Hui'an Hall. We know some medical skills. We know that the court has set up a clinic here, so we wanted to come and see if we can help." Tan Hao said as he took out the note given by Cui Qi Yan and handed it over with both hands.

Doctor Zhang opened the case and smiled immediately. "So you were recommended by Lord Cui. I've heard of Hui'an Hall. You were the first to provide free medical treatment to the disaster victims. I didn't expect you to be so young. You are really promising."

Tan Hao was flattered. "You are too kind. Compared with your medical skills, we are far inferior."

"You can learn medical skills slowly, but what's rare is that you have such a kind heart to save the dying and the wounded at your age."

"My father often said that medical ethics are more important than medical skills." Tan Hao was slightly excited.

"Oh," Doctor Zhang couldn't help but ask, "Is your father also a doctor?"

Tan Hao nodded, "My ancestors were all doctors. My father, my brother, and I all like to study medicine."

"No wonder, it turns out that this is a family tradition." Doctor Zhang turned his gaze to Dong Jiafu, "This girl has also studied medicine since she was a child?"

Dong Jiafu replied: "No, I have been studying medicine with my master for more than a year. I was interested in this field and read some related books before."

"You can already see patients after only one year of study?" Doctor Zhang was full of surprise.

Tan Hao took over the conversation, "Yes, my father said that Miss Dong is very talented. It only took her a few months to learn acupuncture, which takes others several years to learn. She also cured an old lady's old illness."

Doctor Zhang looked at Dong Jiafu with more and more disbelief, "I have lived for most of my life, and I have never seen someone so talented in medicine, and she is a girl."

"It's all thanks to my master's good teaching. His medical skills are superb. I have only learned the basics," said Dong Jiafu.

Doctor Zhang nodded. "To be able to teach such good disciples like you, the doctor's medical skills and medical ethics must be very good. After completing the task assigned by the emperor, I really want to pay a visit to him."

Tan Hao was overjoyed. "My father would be very happy if he knew. We will be waiting for you in the clinic."

"It's a deal." Doctor Zhang nodded with a smile.

"Doctor Zhang, more medicinal materials have been delivered. Please come and take a look." A young man dressed like someone from the Imperial Hospital came over.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Doctor Zhang looked around, as if he was looking for someone. Soon his eyes fixed on someone and he said loudly, "Xiao Ye, come here for a moment—"

A man in his twenties came over quickly. "Doctor Zhang, what do you want?"

"This is a doctor from our Imperial Hospital. His surname is Ye." Doctor Zhang introduced him to Tan Hao and Dong Jiafu.

The two greeted each other, "Doctor Ye."

Doctor Xiao Ye bowed and asked, "Who are these two?"

"They are doctors from Hui'an Hall. They were the first to provide free medical treatment to the victims and are here to help. You take them over and make arrangements for them," instructed Doctor Zhang.

"Please leave it to me."

Doctor Zhang said to Tan Hao and Dong Jiafu, "Tell Xiaoye what you need."

Tan Hao responded, "Doctor Zhang, please go and do your work. Don't worry about us."

After Doctor Zhang left, Doctor Xiao Ye asked, "I still don't know what your names are?"

"My surname is Tan, and my given name is Hao," Tan Hao then said on behalf of Dong Jiafu, "This is my junior sister, her surname is Dong."

"Doctor Tan, Doctor Dong, this way please."

Upon hearing this, Tan Hao quickly waved his hands and said, "I don't deserve it. This title belongs to my father in the clinic."

"I'm sorry, I don't know," Doctor Xiao Ye thought for a moment and changed his words, "So from now on, I'll call you Doctor Xiao Tan here?"

Only then did Tan Hao dare to respond.

Doctor Xiao Ye took them to meet other people and arranged a place for them.

"You two will treat the victims here and prescribe medicine. The victims will take it to the other side to get the medicine. There are special people watching over it. If you see anything else you need, you can tell me."

Tan Hao glanced at the equipment on the table and said, "It's already complete. We can see the patient now."

"Well, I'll let the people who need medical treatment come to you."

Soon, a long line formed in front of Dong Jiafu and Tan Hao, and the two of them started to get busy.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Dong Jiafu asked the patient who had just sat down.

Opposite him was a man in his thirties, who looked more solid than the other victims.

"My arm is always numb." The man rolled up his right sleeve to his shoulder, and then with a "clang" he placed his entire arm on the table in front of Dong Jiafu.

The man clenched his right fist, and his tanned arm had distinct muscles.

Seeing him like this, Dong Jiafu couldn't help but said, "I need to feel your pulse. You have to loosen your fist."

"Let go, let go." The man did as he was told immediately, with a flattering smile on his face that hadn't been washed for several days.

While feeling his pulse, Dong Jiafu asked, "When did this symptom begin to appear?"

"I can't remember, about a month."

"How many times a day do they occur, and how long do they last?"

The man was silent for a while before answering, "Five, six, seven, or eight times a day, each time for less than half a minute."

Dong Jiafu lowered her eyes and continued to ask: "What do you do that makes you feel numb?"

“Well…” The man couldn’t answer and said randomly, “I didn’t do anything, it just felt numb.”

Dong Jiafu already knew what was going on, and she withdrew her hand expressionlessly, "Your pulse is normal. If you don't feel any other discomfort, you don't need to worry about it."

"Next one--" Dong Jiafu looked at the person behind her.

The man sat there without moving, and stretched his arm forward again, "It's impossible that it's okay, take a closer look, no, touch it, how would you know if you don't touch it..."

Seeing the man was getting more and more aggressive and about to put his hand on her face, Dong Jiafu frowned and stood up, saying sternly: "If you don't believe me, you can find someone else to see. Don't delay other people's treatment."

When Tan Hao heard the commotion over here, he ignored the patient he was seeing and walked over in two steps and said, "Yes, if you are worried, come over here and I'll take a look at you."

The man waved his hand and said, "Who asked you to see it? I'll ask her to see it. My hands are numb. Aren't you a female doctor? I'll ask you to see it. You have to be responsible for curing me."

"How can this be justified?" Tan Hao said angrily, "I don't think you are here to treat your illness. You are not sick at all. You are here to cause trouble on purpose!"

"Who said that? My hands are numb because I'm sick. If you can't cure me, I won't leave... Hey, hey, hey..."

The man who was acting arrogantly had his arm pinched and bent backwards, and his face twisted in pain and he screamed.