Rebirth: My Healer Wife Owns Superpowers Chapter 337: Chapter 337: Also Play Around with the Name of

Qi Yue pursed her lips.

"Has it only been half a day? How could it have...?"

"Exactly, I heard he was an old man, his family had been waiting for him to die, now their wish has been granted," Qu Wei hurriedly responded.

"..." Qi Yue turned back to Hei Lie, "Arrange it so, if he's really buried, dig him back up."

"..." Hei Lie was stunned for a mont, then quickly said, "Yes, master, I'll have soone watch over it."

At that mont, Huang Zai'an caught up and asked, "Disciple, do you have any confidence?"

"None."

The straightforward answer was very Qi Yue.

Huang Zai'an pouted his beard and continued, "Disciple, is there anything I can help you with?"

Qi Yue suddenly thought that Huang Zai'an's Stimulation Technique might also be worth a try,

and with so many people, she could exhaust herself applying needles to everyone.

Having help would certainly be good.

She imdiately turned back with a grin and grabbed Huang Zai'an's arm.

"Master, of course I need your full support."

Huang Zai'an imdiately bead with joy, patting the back of her hand, "It's good that the disciple doesn't disdain the old master."

The master and disciple entered the house where the dead were kept to start discussing the specific details of the rescue.

Despite also being up all night, Huang Zai'an, who truly possessed deep dical ethics, beca excited upon seeing the patients.

Especially after the two of them revived the first person together, the old man was even more motivated.

The treatnt process was roughly this:

Qi Yue first tried using the Ghost Gate Needle to stimulate severely suppressed brain functions, while Huang Zai'an used the Stimulation Technique to activate the functions of other organs. When the patient opened their mouth and expelled the foul air, they took the opportunity to drop droplets of dicine into the mouth.

The two worked together, using this thod to revive more than eighty people, but most of the others still showed no response.

But two shichen had already passed.

Looking at the other hundred or so lifeless individuals, Qi Yue sat down on the ground.

"This success rate is too low!"

Huang Zai'an, however, was full of confidence.

"You girl, how can you speak like that? Life is paramount, do not talk about success rates; saving even one person is a rit!"

Qi Yue felt disheartened and sowhat upset.

To put it bluntly, if she had led Hu Keqing away right from the start, perhaps not so many would have died!

"Master, I was thinking about saving all these people!"

Huang Zai'an saw her thoughts and comforted her mightily.

"You've already done very well. Moreover, the master does not believe these people are beyond help; we just revived their vitality. Who knows, maybe after another night's sleep, they might wake up!"

These words indeed reminded Qi Yue.

In dical history, there had been many unexplainable miracles, and besides, the Undying Worm's Poison was inherently inexplicable. Perhaps sothing would change after a night?

With that thought, she also mustered her confidence.

"I hope master's words are true."

"They must be true, don't underestimate your master."

"..."

The two joked around, instructing others to take care of the soldiers who had awakened, and then carried the dical box to go house-to-house to save people.

One family, because they had been watching the excitent in the courtyard, ended up with only a teenage girl left out of eight family mbers.

It was quite tragic.

After another shichen, the two had finally run through an entire street.

Perhaps because the distance was great, the Poisoned Blood had diluted during dispersion, and the treated villagers gradually woke up.

Except for two elderly and one middle-aged man who still could not awaken.

One of the elderly was the one Qu Wei ntioned, whose family did not want him; Qi Yue decided to discuss with the family and then took the man back to Rishengchang.

The other old man's son, however, desperately pleaded with Qi Yue, hoping she could save his father.

"Divine Doctor Qi Yue, it was a disaster for my father, he hasn't lived a good day yet, please, you must save him!"

Upon learning that the old man hadn't gone out but had been sleeping in bed, Qi Yue's heart stirred.

"How did you discover that the elderly man had passed away?"

"My dad usually gets up very early, but this morning there was no movent at all. I thought since last night was so noisy, he couldn't have missed it, fearing that he had overslept and still hadn't woken up. Later, when it was ti for breakfast, we found that he had... already... already..."

The old man's son burst into loud sobs, and Qi Yue was also deeply moved.

There are still filial sons in this world.

"I'm asking you, did your dad usually have any discomforts? For instance, symptoms like rapid heartbeat or dizziness?"

The elder's son thought for a mont.

"There seem to be so; a few days ago, my dad even fainted, and we had a doctor visit him."

At this point, the son expressed his regrets, "It's just that Divine Doctor Qi wasn't around, and there were no good doctors; for several days he was still faint."

Hearing this, Qi Yue had a new idea.

"I suspect your dad really passed away from an illness, which isn't much related to the poisoned blood this ti."

Upon hearing this, the old man's son widened his eyes.

"Does that an my dad is truly dead, with no chance of coming back to life?"

"It's not certain yet," Qi Yue frowned and corrected, "Your words are not correct, there's no such thing as revival in this world. Only if he hasn't really died, there could be a chance to save him."

The old man's son beca speechless in astonishnt for a while.

Seeing his genuine filial piety, Qi Yue also felt very sad.

"Of course, what I said might not be entirely right, perhaps he could not wake up due to having inhaled poisoned blood."

She thought for a while and suggested, "If you feel reassured, you could send your father to Rishengchang, where I can conduct further observation and treatnt..."

Before Qi Yue could finish speaking, the old man's son eagerly agreed.

"I am willing, I believe in the Divine Doctor!"

Qi Yue helplessly explained.

"Let say this first; your dad might not wake up, you must be prepared for that."

The old man's son nodded frantically.

"I understand, whatever the Divine Doctor says, I trust the Divine Doctor!"

"..." Qi Yue suddenly felt like she was holding a hot potato.

If she couldn't bring him back to life, would she be attacked with a knife?!

Following this train of thought, Qi Yue examined the middle-aged man again.

She noticed that his hands seed abnormally large, which suggested he might have had a heart condition such as an enlarged heart.

However, whether he could be saved required further examination.

After sharing this idea with Huang Zai'an, he agreed strongly too.

"I say, my disciple, you truly are my good apprentice, your brain works well. That said, those more than a hundred people who have not woken up yet, could it possibly be for the sa reason?"

Qi Yue nodded.

"Perhaps, though for those people, the first consideration should be the concentration of poisoned blood they inhaled."

"That's also true," Huang Zai'an nodded, "But how can we confirm this? Master doesn't have your skill to diagnose just by looking."

Seeing Huang Zai'an looking envious, Qi Yue couldn't help but tease, "What, does it sound like Master wants to start learning from his disciple?"

Huang Zai'an blushed.

"You girl, your words are misplaced: in dicine, there is no sequence of seniority or inferiority, why can't you share it with ?"

"Ha..." Qi Yue couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It was quite fun to chat with such a funky master during the dull monts of saving lives.

"Master, if you want to know, I'll certainly tell you, only..."

She deliberately avoided using the word "learn," as a courtesy to the old man.

"Only what?" Huang Zai'an glared, puffing up, "You girl better not think of making call you master, that's impossible!"

"Master, you're overthinking it," Qi Yue said indifferently, "I just ant to say, this skill in diagnosing is just a side trick, the real dical art is still your Stimulation Technique!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Zai'an imdiately perked up, looking smug.

"Of course!"

Then he added slyly, "Disciple, your master just wants to play around with earning a na like Divine Doctor like you."