latelenovela Chapter 436
Chapter 436
Chapter 436
On a scorching midday, the blazing sun beat down relentlessly on the earth, making the whole world feel like it was in a giant steamer. The streets were nearly deserted, with pedestrians hurrying to find shade. Suddenly, a commotion shattered the oppressive tranquility. Several people carrying a stretcher rushed towards Dongfang Wan'er's clinic on the street corner, their expressions frantic.
A ragged boy lay on a stretcher, his clothes worn and patched, stained with blood and dust. His eyes were closed, his face ashen, devoid of color, his cracked lips trembling slightly, his breath as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, as if it might be extinguished at any moment. The crowd carefully carried the boy into the clinic, anxiously calling out to Dongfang Wan'er.
Upon hearing the sound, Dongfang Wan'er immediately put down the herbs she was grinding and hurried out from the back room. With a grave expression, she approached the young man and carefully took his pulse. However, when her fingertips touched his pulse, she was immediately alarmed. The pulse was abnormally erratic, completely unpredictable. In all her years of practice, Dongfang Wan'er had never seen such a peculiar pulse. She then carefully examined the young man's tongue, complexion, and wounds, but still found no clue; this toxicity was completely unfamiliar to her.
Dongfang Wan'er returned to the study of the clinic, her brow furrowed, fine beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She paced anxiously between the bookshelves, then took down medical books one by one, piling them on the table, and began to meticulously peruse them, leaving no possible clue unchecked. From the ancient *Huangdi Neijing* to medical records of renowned physicians throughout history, and various folk remedies, her eyes eagerly scanned every line, not missing any information that might be related to the boy's illness. However, an entire afternoon passed, and she had searched through every medical book she could find, yet she remained clueless, her anxiety growing ever stronger.
Just as Dongfang Wan'er was filled with worry and didn't know what to do, Ye Jiuchen rode a fast horse back to the clinic. His expression showed some fatigue, but even more so, anxiety and anticipation. He went straight into the study and saw Dongfang Wan'er's haggard face, feeling a pang of heartache.
"Wan'er, I brought back someone who says he's an extraordinary person from overseas, and he might be able to cure this poison." Ye Jiuchen's voice carried a glimmer of hope.
Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Dongfang Wan'er's eyes. She immediately stood up and hurried out to greet him. Behind Ye Jiuchen stood an old man with white hair, dressed in a plain robe, his eyes deep and mysterious, exuding an extraordinary and refined aura.
Dongfang Wan'er hurriedly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and earnestly asked, "Old sir, I beg you to save this child. He is poisoned by a strange poison, and I really have no way to help him."
The strange man nodded slightly, remaining silent. He quietly walked to the boy's side, bending down to carefully observe his symptoms. He extended his withered fingers, gently placing them on the boy's wrist, closing his eyes to feel the pulse. After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, a knowing look on his face. Then, he took out a delicate little jade box from his robes, opened it, and inside was a pill emitting a strange fragrance. The pill was smooth and lustrous, shimmering with a faint sheen, its aroma invigorating.
The extraordinary person gently fed the pill to the boy, and everyone held their breath, watching the boy's reaction with bated breath. Time seemed to stand still at that moment, each second feeling incredibly long. After a long while, the boy's pale face gradually regained some color, and his previously weak breathing became steady and strong. After a while, the boy slowly opened his eyes, and some light returned to them. Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and smiles of satisfaction appeared on their faces.
Filled with curiosity and surprise, Dongfang Wan'er walked up to the strange man, bowed again, and asked, "Old sir, what are these pills made of that have such miraculous effects?"
The strange man smiled slightly and said, "This is made from a spiritual herb unique to overseas regions; it is not found in the Central Plains. This spiritual herb grows on cliffs overseas, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon, making it extremely rare."
Dongfang Wan'er's heart stirred, and the faces of countless people suffering from illness flashed through her mind. She thought that if this spiritual herb could be introduced to the Central Plains for cultivation, it would surely save many more people. So, she bowed deeply to the strange man again and earnestly pleaded, "Old sir, could you please help me introduce this spiritual herb to the Central Plains for cultivation? I am willing to use it to treat more patients."
Looking at Dongfang Wan'er's resolute eyes and sincere face, Yi Ren was deeply moved by her medical ethics. He nodded slightly and said, "It's rare to find someone with such a kind heart, so I agree to help you."
With the help of extraordinary individuals, they overcame countless hardships and finally succeeded in introducing the spiritual herbs to the Central Plains. Dongfang Wan'er personally cared for these herbs, watching them take root, sprout, and thrive in the Central Plains. Using these herbs, she conducted research and experiments day and night. After countless failures and attempts, she finally developed a new medicine. This medicine was remarkably effective, curing many patients who were previously considered to have intractable diseases. For a time, people flocked to her seeking treatment.
With the advent of the new drug, Dongfang Wan'er's medical reputation quickly spread far and wide. Her clinic became renowned, a place of hope for many. However, with great success comes great envy, and as Dongfang Wan'er's fame grew, so did those who were jealous.
A group of charlatans targeted Dongfang Wan'er's reputation. They used the name of Dongfang Wan'er's Clinic to swindle people across the country. They pretended to treat patients, prescribing expensive remedies, but they had absolutely no medical skills. Many patients, believing their lies, delayed their treatment and even lost their lives.
These news hit Dongfang Wan'er's clinic like a bolt from the blue. Upon learning of this, Dongfang Wan'er was heartbroken, her eyes filled with anger and self-reproach. Looking at the patients suffering because they had been deceived, she secretly vowed to punish these swindlers and bring justice to the people.