"Can you? Are you a doctor? "
"I'm an alchemist. I know medicine," Ye Lang replied. Ye Lang replied. His words didn't seem very convincing, but at this moment, it gave everyone a sense of relief.
At this time, they didn't know why they believed in the words of a stranger like Ye Lang. After that, some people said that it might be because Ye Lang was their last hope, and no one wanted to break their last hope.
"If you have time, gather the seriously ill people here. Right now, no one can help us, so we can only rely on ourselves," Ye Lang said to the infected standing at the side.
"Yes."
"Okay."
…
All of a sudden, the infected people nearby started to move the seriously ill people here. There were quite a lot of people. If Ye Lang used golden needles to penetrate acupoints, even if he collapsed, he wouldn't be able to save a tenth of them.
Therefore, finding a cure was the most fundamental solution.
Ye Lang observed. This kind of plague that he had never seen before gave him a headache. He was now thinking, why is it that I have never seen it before? Why is it giving me such a big problem from the start? This is my first time practicing medicine.
Now, the whole Holy City was talking about a young man making a final effort to fight the plague. Although he might fail, it still couldn't erase his legendary status.
Everyone knew that this young man could have stayed out of it.
Of course, everyone in the Holy City now knew that this young man had punched Bishop Yi Deng and dragged him into the quarantine area, causing Bishop Yi Deng to be infected.
Although this situation made many clergymen angry, they didn't go against this young man because this young man was doing something that no one dared to do but needed to be done.
And if this matter was resolved, no one would pursue the matter of this young man beating up the bishop because at that time, this young man would already be a hero, a hero that could be passed down through the ages.
Was someone who could save seven or eight people not qualified to do so?
Time passed bit by bit, and soon, three days had passed. During these three days and three nights, Ye Lang didn't rest at all. At this time, he finally understood the aggressiveness of this virus. He understood all the stages.
Fortunately, the incubation period and the outbreak period of the plague were relatively long, giving him time to understand and experiment. Otherwise, more people would have died this time.
"Begin refining!"
Ye Lang drew an alchemy array on the ground and started processing some materials, purifying and condensing them. It was more convenient to use alchemy arrays.
If they were to use traditional Chinese medicine, the medicine would need to be boiled and it would take a long time. Moreover, the medicinal effect would be lost and it wouldn't be easily absorbed by the human body.
This was the benefit of Alchemy. Alchemy could directly extract the medicinal essence and make some potions or pills. But the processing method was quite troublesome. Only Alchemists could do it.
Ye Lang had long since combined alchemy with Chinese medicine. Coupled with the medical skills of this continent, his current medical skills had formed a system of their own, combining the advantages of various aspects.
Because of this, his medical skills had far surpassed the people of this era, and from a certain point of view, the medical skills of this continent in this era had already surpassed those of the current generation on Earth.
"Young Master, if you don't succeed this time, you should take a break first. You won't be able to take it if you continue like this," Arwen said with some heartache.
Arwen wasn't the only one who felt heartache; the infected people were also feeling it. After interacting with Ye Lang for the past three days, they could feel Ye Lang's sincerity and their hearts.
"That's right, Young Master, you should take a break first. We won't die for a while," one of the infected people said self-mockingly.
"I know that you won't die for a while, but it's going to happen soon, so I don't have time. The medicine from before can only delay your illness for a while, but I believe that this medicine will be able to cure your illness," Ye Lang replied. Even as he spoke, he was still refining the medicine.
Previously, in order to buy time, Ye Lang had used a medicine to temporarily stop everyone's illness from worsening. This medicine was something that Ye Lang had asked the doctors outside to make.
It was impossible for Ye Lang to handle 70,000 to 80,000 people by himself.
When Ye Lang reported the ingredients for the medicine, what kind of alchemy array to use, and so on, this pile of procedures made all the doctors present sigh in admiration. They were deeply convinced by Ye Lang's medical skills.
This youth was definitely a medical genius. He could even think of such a medicine.
When the medicine took effect, everyone worshipped Ye Lang's medical skills even more. When they looked at Ye Lang, their eyes revealed a kind of fanaticism.
Right now, no one doubted that Ye Lang could solve this plague.
Yes, he definitely could. It was only a matter of time.
Perhaps it was because of the confidence that Ye Lang gave everyone, the doctors in Holy City had already re-entered the barrier and discussed with Ye Lang how to cure this plague. They also expressed their opinions and observations.
Ye Lang naturally welcomed this. After all, a person's strength was limited, and a person's observation skills would also have flaws. This way, it was very possible for them to make unnecessary mistakes.
The fact that Ye Lang was able to find the characteristics of the virus so quickly was actually not a small contribution from these doctors. Of course, after the incident, people only remembered Ye Lang. They only remembered him as the genius doctor, the slightly muddle-headed genius doctor.
No one knew who called out the nickname 'muddle-headed genius doctor', but it was quickly accepted and spread by everyone. Muddle-Headed wasn't a type of belittling, but a type of love they had for Ye Lang.
And Ye Lang was indeed worthy of this title. He was definitely a genius doctor, and muddle-headed was also the same.
Ye Lang's muddle-headedness wasn't just in his personality. When he was treating people, he would sometimes be muddle-headed, and sometimes give the wrong medicine. This was something that Edward had experienced deeply.
Although these medicines couldn't kill people, they could make people unlucky. This made many people feel helpless, and those who knew Ye Lang's personality had to confirm it again.
At this moment, Ye Lang was refining medicine, and the doctors at the side were watching. They remembered every step and wrote it down in a notebook, not only because they might need it in the future.
After Ye Lang succeeded, the work of refining medicine would be handed over to them.
They remembered the steps of refining medicine because they had benefited a lot from it, and it could improve their medical skills. Right now, they had already started to secretly ask Ye Lang for advice on the problems they had encountered.
Every time, Ye Lang would give them an unexpected answer, which made them extremely surprised.
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