Someone asked in confusion, "Doctor Pei?"
Pei Shu'er smiled and nodded, "Yes, that's me."
Everyone gasped.
It's over.
Should they wait to die, or die after this little girl's clumsy treatment?
Pei Shu'er asked, "Who's first?"
The wounded soldiers looked at each other, but no one spoke.
Pei Shu'er was really pressed for time, so she chose the person with the most severe symptoms to start treatment.
This soldier's leg was chopped off, and now the wound was festering and infested with maggots, emitting a foul smell.
Yinxing turned pale, glanced at it, and couldn't help but rush outside to vomit.
Seeing Yinxing like that, the others felt even less hopeful about being cured.
Pei Shu'er, however, remained calm, cleaned out the maggots, and then had to remove the decayed flesh.
When Pei Shu'er was about to cut, the wounded soldier looked at her in fear.
"Wait, wait, don't do that."
Could she really cut off the flesh from someone's body?
