Wei Min, noticing the emperor’s displeasure, quickly said, “You don’t need to taste them. If you’re worried, find a few willing volunteers to test the medicine. If there’s no problem, won’t that be fine? Tasting them one by one like this will only delay treating the soldiers’ illnesses.”
With the Grand General having spoken, who dared to raise any objections? So they immediately went to find people to test the medicine.
Shen Yunyun said, “Find those with severe symptoms.”
They soon found a man who was coughing so hard he could barely breathe, and he also had a high fever. Seeing his more severe condition, Shen Yunyun silently took out amoxicillin.
Although Dr. Zhou and Dr. Zheng were curious about how she carried so much medicine with her, they knew what was urgent. They quickly followed Shen Yunyun’s instructions and fed the medicine to the patient.
At first, everyone was excited, expecting some miraculous remedy. But when they saw only a few pills, the hope that had lit up their eyes dimmed again. How could just a few pills cure anything? Didn’t everyone take medicine in large bowls?
Yet, after those few people took the medicine, their coughing symptoms quickly eased, and their fevers subsided rapidly. Within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, their high fevers had all gone down.
Dr. Zheng and Dr. Zhou were overjoyed and rushed to report the news. Wei Min, excited, jumped to his feet, then realizing his loss of composure, nervously glanced at the emperor. Seeing no sign of anger, he quickly asked, “All recovered?”
“All recovered. Miss Shen’s medicine is divine—it cures the illness as soon as it’s taken.” The two doctors were in tears.
General Wei immediately turned to Shen Yunyun, stammering with excitement, “It cures the illness, Miss Shen! Those who took the medicine are all better.”
Shen Yunyun was also pleased. “I’ve already had the medicine sent into the city. Send someone now to retrieve it with me.”
“Yes.”
General Wei promptly called a few men to accompany her. Shen Yunyun and Tang Yuan entered an inn, where she produced the medicine and had them go upstairs to collect it. The men suspected nothing—who could imagine someone carrying a magical ring space? They assumed the medicine had been stored there in advance and were equally thrilled.
“This must be heaven’s mercy on us.”
“Indeed, how else could everything align so perfectly? So many of us here are sick with colds, and just in time, someone delivers divine medicine?”
“Heaven is on our side. Does that mean we won’t have to endure the Northern Yan’s tyranny much longer?”
“Old Liu, trouble comes from the mouth. Be careful.”
The man called Old Liu immediately fell silent.
Shen Yunyun watched as the medicine was all transported away, then went to find Dr. Zhou and Dr. Zheng again, earnestly instructing them, “These medicines are very potent. Overdosing can be fatal. You must take them in the prescribed amounts. Even if there’s no effect, don’t take more, or it will cause poisoning.”
Dr. Zhou and Dr. Zheng, having noticed the medicine’s strength, nodded in understanding.
Soon, the patients in the camp began taking the medicine. Though they had consumed herbal remedies before, they had never taken antibiotics, so the effect was remarkably pronounced.
Shen Yunyun knew that just giving them medicine wasn’t enough; they needed to eat well too. Even in modern times, there’s no specific cure for the common cold, let alone in ancient times. The medicines she could provide only alleviated symptoms; ultimately, overcoming the illness relied on the body’s immunity. So boosting immunity was the key to fighting disease.
The food in the military camp was something Shen Yunyun simply couldn’t stomach.