The patient lying on the bed is named Picaro, an authentic Araguero indigenous black man. He has been ill for a week. He is still feverish and looks weak. However, he is still awake and weak now.

He opened a pair of bloodshot eyes, and looked at Jiang Yuan in front of him with a strange look on his dark face.

These days, since the onset of the disease, doctors have come to check every day, but no doctor has ever held someone's wrist so strangely and kept silent;

But no matter what, some strange colors appeared on Picaru's face, but gradually a hint of excitement appeared; he has not been getting better in the past few days since the onset of the disease, and it is getting more and more serious. It is obvious that those

The doctors' treatment methods did not have any good results; and all kinds of seriously ill people were constantly being carried out of here, and then never came back.

He knew very well what the outcome of those people might be; he was not willing to die like this, but although he received treatment every day, the situation did not improve; and now this doctor seemed to be different from the previous doctor, the treatment methods or

The methods were somewhat different, which made him unable to help but gain a glimmer of hope.

After taking the pulse and looking at the patient's tongue coating carefully, Jiang Yuan stood here, his brows furrowed involuntarily. According to the pulse and tongue coating, the patient fell into the category of hyperthermia; but it made him somewhat

What's annoying is that the people from Africa in this foreign land have a hot constitution, which is very different from the people in China. If we have to analyze and treat it through previous dialectical experience, it is difficult to get the right treatment.

"Doctor...my illness...is there any other way?" Looking at Jiang Yuan's hesitation behind his goggles, Picaro finally spoke nervously and said.

Hearing that Picaru's English was not very authentic, Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly. Seeing the trace of despair and reluctance in the other party's eyes, after hesitating for a while, he was not sure how to answer.

"Doctor...please, I still have a child. I can't die...please..." Picaro struggled to reach out and hold Jiang Yuan's hand, and looked up at Jiang Yuandao pleadingly.

Feeling the strength of the other party holding his hand tightly through the gloves, Jiang Yuan breathed out gently, then looked into those hopeful eyes and said: "Don't worry... I won't let you die! I will definitely do it.

Let you see your child again..."

After seeing several patients again, Jiang Yuan finally slowly walked out of the infection isolation area accompanied by Lu Bingyue;

However, he did not stop, and then went to the infection observation area. After examining several patients carefully, he returned to his tent.

"Colonel Jiang Yuan..." Seeing Jiang Yuan sitting at his desk, holding a pen, frowning and thinking about something, but the pen in his hand was randomly recording something on the paper, Lu Bingyue finally couldn't help it.

He asked, "Do you...are you going to use Chinese medicine to treat them?"

Hearing Lu Bingyue's words, Jiang Yuan slowly put down the pen in his hand, looked up at Lu Bingyue opposite, who was full of doubts, and then nodded gently: "Yes. Judging from the current situation, if you don't want to

If we use other methods, many people will die before a suitable drug is found..."

Seeing Jiang Yuan's confirmation, Lu Bingyue's big eyes widened instantly. After looking at Jiang Yuan for a while, she was filled with horror and said: "Colonel Jiang Yuan, do you also know a lot about Chinese medicine? But Chinese medicine...doesn't know anything about this

It may not be effective, right?”

Looking at Lu Bingyue, you looked like you had seen a ghost. Jiang Yuan couldn't help but smile, and said, "Yes... I'm actually majoring in Chinese medicine..."

"Ah..." Hearing this, Lu Bingyue was completely dumbfounded. She said blankly: "You are not majoring in Western medicine? Then how did you deal with the virus incident in the main hospital last time..."

Facing Lu Bingyue's surprise, Jiang Yuan was not surprised. He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said quietly: "Lieutenant Colonel Lu, some things cannot be defined by ordinary circumstances..."

"Can't it be defined by ordinary situations?" After Lu Bingyue tasted the meaning of these words for a while, the look of horror in his eyes became more intense. What Colonel Jiang Yuan meant was to confirm whether he was a Chinese medicine doctor or a Western medicine doctor.

He has very strong attainments in all aspects; but Colonel Jiang Yuan is only in his twenties now, which is really unbelievable.

However, in the face of such a situation, although it is still hard to believe, Lu Bingyue will naturally not continue to ask questions. In any case, Colonel Jiang Yuan does not seem to be such an unreliable person; and it is extremely unwise to question his superiors.

thing; so Lu Bingyue still chose to believe in this young superior. No matter what, at least at the moment he could not think of any other way, it was better to treat this dead horse as a living horse doctor than to have the best hope. After all, there were thousands of them.

of human life.

After watching Jiang Yuan ponder for a moment, he began to throw the piece of scrap paper into the trash can, then took out a new piece of paper and started writing on it quickly; Lu Bingyue couldn't help but curiously put it together

past.

"Silver flowers, gypsum, raw land..."

Seeing the names of traditional Chinese medicines popping up in Jiang Yuan's writing, and the dosages written by Jiang Yuan, Lu Bingyue finally confirmed that Colonel Jiang Yuan was really going to use traditional Chinese medicine to treat those patients;

After hesitating for a moment, he still smiled bitterly and reminded aloud: "Colonel Jiang Yuan, you are going to use traditional Chinese medicine. There is no problem, but... we can't seem to find traditional Chinese medicine here, right? Is it allowed to be transported domestically?

Come here? This... I'm afraid it's too late!"

Jiang Yuan's writing didn't stop, he wrote down a few recipes "shuashushuashuashu...", put down the pen, and checked it carefully again, then looked at Lu Bingyue and said slowly: "It's okay, I know where to find it.

Chinese medicine can be used temporarily..."

In Lu Bingyue's surprised eyes, Jiang Yuan called someone and handed the prescription in his hand to the person: "Go and follow the medicine above, prepare at least 500 people for use first, and of course prepare as many as possible... and then

Notify the country to urgently transport ten tons of relevant medicinal materials and airdrop them to us..."

"Yes, I'll get ready right away!" The man took the prescription respectfully, then turned around and walked out without hesitation. It was obvious that he didn't feel any embarrassment at all.

Looking at the other party's determined look, Lu Bingyue confirmed that Colonel Jiang Yuan really had unspeakable energy. It was really difficult for people to find so many traditional Chinese medicines on this African continent.

It’s incredible…
Chapter completed!