After the wound was treated, Qin Yeshuang felt a little more comfortable after eating.

When Qin Yeshuang was sleeping with Zhao Yuxin at night, she found that she was burning even harder. When she got up, she was not even alarmed by the people around her.

When he met Zhao Ding, who was getting up at night, Zhao Ding was stunned when he saw her getting up in the middle of the night, "Why are you getting up?"

"The fever is a bit severe, so I will prescribe another antipyretic medicine for me," Qin Yeshuang said while sitting on the chair.

Seeing that she looked quiet and didn't look like a fever at all, Zhao Ding said: "I'll take your temperature."

Find the thermometer for her.

The measured body temperature scared Zhao Ding, "40 degrees!"

"So hurry up and prescribe the medicine," Qin Yeshuang's voice was a little hoarse.

Zhao Ding looked at Qin Yeshuang in front of him and was a little confused. He quickly calmed down and ran to find the medicine. The medicine he prescribed this time was different from the previous one.

Qin Yeshuang was half lying on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, raising her hands halfway covering her eyes.

It also hid her weak side.

"I prescribed a strong medicine. You can have a sleep after you drink it," Zhao Ding soon cooked Chinese medicine and sent it over.

Boil boiling water quickly and the medicinal materials are placed very accurately.

Qin Yeshuang sat up like a little bit of trouble and took the medicine. She was a little hot. She put it in the fan in front for a while before drinking it.

"I'm sleeping on the sofa, but I can't get used to going upstairs," Qin Yeshuang stood up and wanted to turn on the sofa.

"You are sick!" Zhao Ding looked at her seriously.

"I'm not used to people lying around me."

Zhao Ding had no choice but to turn on the sofa for her, and he couldn't sleep well tonight.

Seeing him pulling away the chair and sitting, Qin Yeshuang said lightly: "I'm not used to people staring at me."

Zhao Ding: “…”

"You will be in danger in my situation," Qin Yeshuang's eyes were a little cold, and she could even see a little bit of defense.

"you……"

It was the first time Zhao Ding encountered such a girl who was not shirkable and strong but not weak.

If it were someone else, it would have been a long time since it was burned like this.

Qin Yeshuang had already pulled the thick blanket and lay down.

Zhao Ding went to find towels and water to cool her down. Qin Yeshuang took it and rushed him upstairs.

*

The next day, the two old men got up early and were shocked when they saw Qin Yeshuang lying on the sofa, "Why are you lying here?"

Zhao Yuxin, who ran downstairs, shouted: "Dad, mom, you see... why are you here!"

Qin Yeshuang sat up and pressed her slightly heavy head, "I'll go downstairs to look for water and lie here."

"How are you? Has the fever subsided?"

A body temperature needle was handed over. Zhao Ding was wearing clean and tidy white clothes and black pants today, looking very youthful.

Qin Yeshuang took it over and measured it, and then borrowed a cell phone from Zhao Ding to call Shan Qinyun and the others.

"You finally appeared." Shan Qinyun breathed a sigh of relief.

"How is it?" Qin Yeshuang leaned back and asked.

"The people have already taken them all. What's hateful is that the boss behind them is not here," Shan Qinyun asked her again, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, where is Sister Feng?"

"I'm safely back to land. We'll pick you up wherever you are."

Qin Yeshuang glanced at the person who was busy in the kitchen and said, "I want to rush back, you guys take good care of yourself."

"We have dumped those people, Feng Yu was a little injured," he was almost captured alive by the other party.

If they hadn't rushed in time, the sea war would have been inevitable.

Qin Yeshuang knew that they were all safe, so she felt relieved.

*

Qin Yeshuang's high fever subsided, and she still had a low fever.

After dinner, Zhao Ding had to rush out, and Qin Yeshuang followed him out of the village without saying anything.

When he arrived in the city, Zhao Ding reminded her with concern: "When you get in the car, let's take some Western medicine first."

He bought her medicine at the next pharmacy.

Qin Yeshuang took it and said, "Thank you."

Zhao Ding knew that she had no money, so he took out a few hundred dollars from her wallet and gave it to her.

Qin Yeshuang waved her hand and left gracefully.

Zhao Ding looked at the figure leaving and shook his head.

Back to the municipality next to him, Qin Yeshuang had just entered the building, and Wan Zhongjun frowned and strode, "Where have you been? He disappeared for a day and a night."

"Oh? Have you chosen the right person?" Looking at Wan Zhongjun's expression, Qin Yeshuang seemed to have guessed something.

Wan Zhongjun's mouth twitched, "You are not here, I can only choose a few now. It is still unknown whether they are happy to study traditional Chinese medicine."

"There are certain advantages in Western medicine."

*

Qin Yeshuang followed Wan Zhongjun into the car and went to the medical school here.

When I entered the school, I went directly to the classroom.

All freshman medical students are concentrated in the large classroom for publicity.

At the door, Qin Yeshuang saw that Chang Hongfeng and the others were about to end the publicity. They went to two schools with medical departments to promote the publicity.

Everyone has heard of the names of Chang Hongfeng and others, and everyone wants to squeeze their heads into the Huaxia Medical College in the imperial capital.

So compared with traditional Chinese medicine, there are many people in Western medicine who want to transfer to Huaxia Medical College.

The school does not want these good medical students to lose from the school, but also hopes that they can achieve good development.

The school has no way to stop the above instructions.

Each has its own aspirations.

If students want to seek better development, the school cannot interfere.

"Why did Professor Wan and Professor Xiao Qin come now? Part of our publicity has been completed. Next, it depends on your Chinese Medicine Department. Professor Xiao Qin looks bad, are you sick?" Chang Hongfeng asked with a smile.

Qin Yeshuang glanced at the turbulent medical students inside and looked at Chang Hongfeng again. It seemed that they had gained a lot this time.

Isn't it? They have found a lot of good seedlings in this school.

In the morning, they came from another school and made a publicity campaign without any effort.

Many students are more willing to study Western medicine, but there seems to be no Chinese medicine.

The few selected in another school have not had accurate answers yet, and Western medicine can completely rebel from it.

Traditional Chinese medicine is not as good as Western medicine, and many people have seen the reality clearly.

The inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine takes too long, and these students can't stand that long.

If you can't stand it, the previous time will be wasted.

The principal came to receive them in person, and a hint of surprise flashed through his heart when he saw such a young Chinese medicine doctor.

Qin Yeshuang asked, "All the ones in this are big life?"

"Cultivating talents is the best from the beginning of the freshman year. Professor Xiao Qin, go in and give your Chinese Medicine Department a publicity campaign, otherwise this group of students will leave."

Chang Hongfeng said with a smile.

Qin Yeshuang nodded and walked in.

The large classroom that can accommodate hundreds of people is covered with dark people, all of which are full of people.

Some were about to get up and leave, but suddenly they saw a young and beautiful girl coming in, and everyone in front was stunned.

Soon someone started to talk in a low voice.

"Today I am here to promote the Chinese Medicine Department of Huaxia Medical College. Welcome to sit down and listen!"

Qin Yeshuang took the microphone and opened her mouth to keep the person who was about to leave.

As a result, when those people heard that they were Chinese medicine practitioners, they completely lost interest and turned around and rushed out of the classroom.

Seeing some people leaving the classroom, Chang Hongfeng looked at Wan Zhongjun with a smile. Seeing Wan Zhongjun's face calm, he felt secretly happy.

This is the effect they want.
To be continued...