"Then go take a look yourself, and help those who need it," since he was the Prince's man, naturally, it wasn't good to offend him.
However, he still believed this young lad didn't have much ability.
"Thank you, Doctor," Feng Yueya smiled, turning around to look at the many tents.
Many wounded were continuously being carried back and forth, and most of them had been poisoned by Wulong Powder.
In the air wafted a heavy stench of decay, causing Feng Yueya's stomach to churn, and she felt like throwing up.
She took a Qingxin medicine pill from her bosom and swallowed it, which made her feel much better.
Outside one of the tents, a wounded man was leaning against it, moaning in great pain.
Feng Yueya walked over, squatted down, and touched his pulse; after a moment, she took a detoxification pill from her bosom and fed it to him.
"This pill can detoxify the poison in your body, go find someone to help you wash the wound with hot water.
