On the day of rebirth, I took my baby to find Jiuqiansui to recognize his relatives

Upon hearing the news, Jiang Yanwan went there immediately, thinking of a bold plan in her mind - to use the mother-child Gu therapy.

This poison is extremely risky and requires the blood of the patient's relatives as a medium.

When the little girl's mother saw Jiang Yanwan, her eyes were full of pleading: "Doctor Jiang, please, please save my daughter."

Jiang Yanwan held her hand, her eyes firm: "I have a way, but I need your help."

"I'm willing to do anything to save my daughter!" the mother agreed without hesitation.

Jiang Yanwan explained in detail the treatment method of the mother-child Gu. It required taking a drop of the mother's blood, mixing it with a specially made Gu worm, and then injecting it into the little girl's body through a special method. The blood connection was used to guide the Gu worm to devour the virus, but the process was extremely dangerous. If one was not careful, both of them might die.

After hearing this, the mother bit her finger without any hesitation and dripped a drop of bright red blood into the Gu dish.

Seeing this, Jiang Yanwan felt a surge of complex emotions in her heart.

The greatness of this motherly love made her think of her son Ayan who was far away in the capital. The worry and reluctance as a mother made her eyes moist.

"Thank you for believing in me." Jiang Yanwan comforted softly, and then began the intense and meticulous operation.

The whole process was full of tension and uncertainty. Time seemed to stand still and only the sounds of heartbeats and breathing could be heard.

Finally, as the poisonous insect slowly merged into the little girl's blood, her breathing gradually stabilized and her high fever began to subside.

"How...how is she?" the mother asked anxiously.

"It's stabilized for now. The next few days are critical and we need to observe closely." Jiang Yanwan wiped the sweat from her forehead and a tired but relieved smile appeared on her face.

It was late at night and every corner of the village was shrouded in silence, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the tranquility.

Jiang Yanwan sat on the edge of the simple bed, holding a small poisonous insect dish tightly in her hand. The poisonous insect inside was wriggling slowly, and its faint light reflected on her pale face.

She took a deep breath, gently placed her finger on the edge of the Gu dish, applied a little force, and suddenly, a drop of fresh blood dripped into it.

The poisonous insect seemed to be summoned and quickly rushed towards the drop of blood, devouring it greedily.

Jiang Yanwan bit her lip and her face became paler, but she did not retreat at all.

She knew that these refugees needed more effective medicines, and these effects would depend on her blood.

Although the process was painful and dangerous, she persisted.

Just as she continued to feed the insect, the door was suddenly pushed open and Wu Junyao appeared at the door. His eyes instantly froze on Jiang Yanwan's slightly trembling hand and the drop of blood that had just dripped into the insect dish.

"What are you doing!" His voice was filled with uncontrollable anger and worry.

Jiang Yanwan was startled for a moment, but quickly calmed down and whispered, "I'm feeding the poisonous insect..."

"Feed the poisonous insects? With your blood?" Wu Junyao stepped forward and grabbed her hand, his eyes stern, "Do you know how much harm this will cause to yourself? There are so many refugees, even if you drain all your blood, it may not be enough!"

"But this is the only effective method at present." Jiang Yanwan protested in a low voice, with a firm look in her eyes, "Only my blood can stimulate the maximum therapeutic effect of the insect, and the villagers need it..."

"But you can't risk your life!" Wu Junyao interrupted her, his tone becoming more severe. "You are the doctor sent by the emperor himself, and you are the hope of the villagers. If you fall, what will everyone do?"

Jiang Yanwan lowered her head and was silent for a moment. Finally, she said softly, "I just want to do my best to save them. Every living life is worth my best efforts for me."

Wu Junyao sighed. Although he had a thousand words in his heart, he didn't know where to start at the moment.

He knew he couldn't convince her to change her decision.

He softened his tone and said slowly, "I understand how you feel, but at least, don't overconsume yourself. I found out that the shortage of supplies is related to the Minister of War in the capital. I have to go back to the capital now. You are here alone, so you must pay attention to your safety."

Jiang Yanwan was stunned for a moment and felt moved.

"Okay, I promise you. But please be careful, things in the capital are complicated and changeable."

Wu Junyao nodded.

The next morning, Wu Junyao left the village and rushed to the capital to investigate the truth behind the shortage of supplies.

There are more and more patients in the clinic, and Jiang Yanwan has almost no time to rest.

One evening, Jiang Yanwan had just changed the dressing for a patient when she suddenly heard a commotion outside.

"What happened?" she asked, frowning.

A villager ran in, looking pale and breathing heavily: "Doctor Jiang, it's bad, a group of bandits have broken into the village!"

Jiang Yanwan's heart tightened, and she immediately put down the herbs in her hand: "Quick, take me to see."

When she walked out of the clinic, she saw a group of vicious bandits smashing and looting everywhere, and the villagers were fleeing in panic.

A bandit leader rode on a horse, waving a big knife in his hand, and laughed coldly: "Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on the spot!"

Jiang Yanwan took a step forward and shouted coldly: "Stop! What are you doing?"

The bandit leader looked at her and sneered, "Oh, there really is a brave woman here. Young lady, we are robbing, why are you meddling in other people's business?"

Jiang Yanwan looked at him straight in the face, "The plague is raging, the villagers are already miserable enough, and you are taking advantage of the situation to rob them. Aren't you afraid of justice?"

“Hahaha!” The bandit leader laughed loudly, “Justice? I only believe in fists! Xue Er, capture her for me!”

Before he finished speaking, a burly man rushed up and tried to capture Jiang Yanwan. However, at this critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her and blocked the man's attack.

Jiang Yanwan looked up and saw that it was the guard Zhang Qing. He was holding a long stick and his eyes were wide open. "If you want to hurt Doctor Jiang, you have to get through me first!"

Seeing this, the bandits drew their weapons, obviously not wanting to give up easily.

Although Zhang Qing was brave, he was outnumbered and soon found himself struggling.

Just when the battle was at a stalemate, the young and middle-aged men in the village suddenly gathered together, holding simple weapons, and rushed forward to protect Jiang Yanwan.

"Don't be afraid, let's defend our home!" a villager shouted, and others responded.

Seeing this, Jiang Yanwan felt her blood boiling and she felt proud of these ordinary yet brave villagers.

She took a deep breath and decided to take the initiative.

She quickly squeezed to the front line, glanced at the bandits, and said coldly: "If you don't retreat, I will make you regret coming into this world."

The bandits felt somewhat frightened when they saw how dignified the woman was.

The bandit leader waved his hand, signaling his men to stop, and approached Jiang Yanwan.

"You, little girl, seem to be quite capable. Why don't you come with us and become a wife of our camp?" He said with a lewd smile, a hint of greed in his eyes.

Jiang Yanwan's eyes were cold and she refused to give in: "Wishful thinking!"

She quickly pulled out the silver needle hidden in her sleeve and fiercely stabbed the bandit leader's wrist. The bandit leader screamed and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground.

"You bitch, you're looking for death!" he roared angrily, covering his injured wrist.

At this moment, the villagers rushed up shouting loudly and surrounded the bandits.

The scene was in chaos. Jiang Yanwan moved swiftly across the battlefield, constantly attacking the bandits' vital points with the silver needles in her hand.

The battle gradually developed in a direction favorable to the villagers, and the bandits began to appear a little panicked.

At this moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves was heard in the distance.

"The governor is back!" a villager shouted happily.