Reborn As Divine Doctor to Rule the World-Chapter 36 - 37 She Feels So Disgusted She Wants to Vomit

Chapter 36: Chapter 37 She Feels So Disgusted She Wants to Vomit

Luo Jiner, seeing herself ignored, clenched her hand into a fist at her side and then said softly, “Don’t think that just because you’ve read a few medical books you dare to treat illnesses. In the past, you were just a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse. What you’re doing is clearly joking with these common people’s lives! You better stop.”

This act of hers, like a white lotus, made Shao He’s stomach churn, and the feeling of nausea made her want to vomit.

“What is the meaning of this young lady looking for trouble with me every other day? I haven’t stolen your husband, nor have I broken up your family. What deep hatred do we have between us that you behave like this toward me?” Shao He sarcastically responded without stopping the movements in her hands.

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“You…”

Luo Jiner was choked with anger, not expecting her to be so articulate, and she couldn’t find a reason to refute.

Seeing her unwilling to leave, Shao He couldn’t be bothered to waste more words and continued with her actions.

“I’m only afraid that you’ll stray down the wrong path, and even more afraid that you’ll harm others by relying on the few medical books you’ve read,” Luo Jiner said, pretending to be kind-hearted and lovely.

Her words caught Shao He’s attention. She finished applying ointment to the last red bump on Qiu Zhu’s face, walked to the side to wash her hands with clean water, took out a handkerchief to dry her hands, and then returned to sit down in front of the consultation desk.

“My affairs are none of your concern, but your affairs do concern me. The problem of your cold uterus and infertility can only be treated by me,” Shao He said confidently with a smug curl of her lips.

From the last pulse diagnosis, she knew that Luo Jiner’s cold uterus was extremely severe, and if it continued to go untreated, it was likely that no one would be able to heal her, and she might never be able to bear children in her lifetime.

And here, a woman who could not bear children lived a life more painful than death.

When Luo Jiner heard her mention her illness, her heart skipped a beat, but she soon recovered, took out an embroidered handkerchief, and pretended to look pitiful.

“You are a Doctor, how can you spread such rumors about an unmarried girl like me!”

Seeing her act like this, Shao He’s eyes flashed with contempt. She had stolen someone else’s husband and had the nerve to act here as if she was an unmarried young lady. Shao He was truly at a loss for words.

“Your condition is very severe, and if you keep dragging it out, there will definitely be a risk to your life. Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Shao He kindly reminded her, speaking as a Doctor.

Of course, she wasn’t entirely kind-hearted because she knew Luo Jiner would never let her treat the illness.

Luo Jiner was about to retort when the red bumps on Qiu Zhu’s face began to fade, restoring her fair complexion.

“Look, it’s better, it’s better, the red bumps on her face have all disappeared!”

“It’s truly miraculous!”

“In such a short time, she’s cured her allergic symptoms!”

The crowd around the consultation area couldn’t help but exclaim!

Some even came forward to ask, “Can urticaria be treated?”

“Can other allergic symptoms be treated?”

“How much Silver is this ointment? Do you have any more?”

The onlookers couldn’t help but rush in to inquire, pushing Luo Jiner to the corner and even stepping on her several times.

Luo Jiner clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, shaking with rage.

Shao He saw the crowd jostling and took the opportunity to promote her frostbite ointment.

Qiu Zhu’s face was pale, seeing Luo Jiner scared and shivering in the corner, unsure of what to do, she could only follow Luo Jiner out of the medical clinic.

Shao He, seeing the frostbite ointment sold out, felt joy in her heart. She was about to get up and go check on the children when Pei Huaian was pushed in.

When he saw the jade hairpin on Shao He’s head, his heart leaped, and a thrill flashed through his eyes.

But recalling the reason for his visit, his expression became serious as he asked, “Can you treat old, chronic injuries?”

“That depends on what the condition is; not all injuries are within my ability to treat,” Shao He answered with great responsibility.

After all, she was a Doctor, not a deity.

Pei Huaian then roughly described the condition of the injured person.

Upon hearing this, Shao He’s face showed difficulty, “The condition you’re describing sounds like the patient’s muscles below the calf are all necrotic. If that’s the case, there is no chance of healing.”

There was no possibility of treatment for such a condition; once the muscle tissue was completely necrotic, that leg was essentially useless.

Pei Huaian had anticipated such an outcome, holding only a sliver of hope.

Seeing the disappointment in his eyes, Shao He hesitated for a moment before saying, “There’s one more method, fitting a prosthetic limb.”

This solution might be hard for many people here to accept and could easily subject them to ridicule.

Pei Huaian heard this term for the first time and was somewhat puzzled by it.

“What is fitting a prosthetic limb?”

“It means cutting off his own leg and fitting him with a pair of artificial legs,” Shao He explained simply.

Upon hearing this, Pei Huaian’s eyes filled with fright, never before having heard of such a treatment method.

Cutting off the original leg, could a person still survive?