"No, if anyone wants to come, it's me!"
After hearing Nie Qingwu's words, Nie Lingfeng immediately raised questions.
Among the third generation of the Nie family, the people he is most optimistic about are Nie Yuan and Nie Qingwu.
But unfortunately, Nie Yuan's performance disappointed him so much that he now placed all his hopes on Nie Qingwu.
It would be fine if Imperata root could prevent and treat viral infection, but if it doesn't work and something happens to Nie Qingwu, then the third generation of the Nie family will really have no successor.
"Team Leader Nie, let me do it. I believe in Divine Doctor Ye. He will never lie!"
Xu Mumu also rushed in and said loudly.
"Grandpa, I volunteered! I will be fine!"
Nie Qingwu smiled, grabbed a handful of Imperata roots, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them hard, swallowed them, turned around and rushed out of the tent.
Before everyone could react, Nie Qingwu had already taken off her mask and entered a home infected with the virus.
"Open up an isolation area and observe her carefully to see if there is anything abnormal. Then decide whether to promote the use of Imperata root to prevent the epidemic!"
Seeing this scene, Tu Cangcang sighed helplessly. But the matter was done, and nothing could be changed. He could only do a good job of post-processing.
This silly woman...
Ye Feng was also a little stunned. He did not expect that Nie Qingwu would stand up and prove to everyone that his inference was correct.
How much trust must one have in him to make such a decision.
"Ye Feng, Qing Wu will be okay, right..."
Nie Lingfeng was also at a loss and looked at Ye Feng for help.
"Old man, I assure you, she will be fine."
Ye Feng nodded firmly, and then said word by word with determination: "Even if something happens, I will make sure she is fine!"
After finishing his words, Ye Feng strode out of the tent and began to clean up the isolation area for Nie Qingwu.
"Alas, in the prime of my youth, I was deceived by a bunch of lies. How pitiful..."
Not long after Ye Feng left, Ji Fangzhen shook his head and sighed.
"Grassroots epidemic prevention, it's ridiculous that some people believe this joke..."
Not only Ji Fangzhen, but Guan Bo was also sighing with emotion.
"Shut your stinky mouths!"
Hearing the conversation between the two, Tu Cangcang, who had been putting the overall situation first and preventing Ye Feng from getting into trouble with the Western medicine expert group, suddenly spoke coldly, pointing at Ji Fangzhen and the others and said coldly:
"Whether this is a joke or not, we'll know after seeing what happens next! And even if Imperata cylindrica is really useless, Ye Feng is at least trying to find a solution to the problem; Miss Nie is also doing her part to help the epidemic! But what about you guys, besides making sarcastic remarks, what else have you done?!"
Ji Fangzhen, Guan Bo, and the other members of the Western medicine expert group suddenly felt embarrassed.
I have to say, it’s okay if an honest person doesn’t lose his temper, but once he does, he can be really hot-tempered.
"Besides, what's wrong with grass roots? I just used grass leaves that even sheep wouldn't eat, and used the method you said had no scientific basis and was a random way of finding medicine to cure malaria! Do you think I am also a fraud?"
Tu Cangcang sneered twice, said something coldly, and strode out of the tent.
After the words were spoken, the tent became even quieter.
Based on the records about Artemisia annua in Compendium of Materia Medica, Tu Cangcang found a solution to the world's difficult problem of malaria and saved tens of millions of lives.
This is a real achievement that no one can discredit.
"I advise you to take care of yourselves and focus on treating the epidemic. And in my opinion, this time, you are really wrong! If you don't eat this Imperata root, I will!"
Old Zhong also sneered twice, grabbed a handful of Imperata roots, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them, and walked out of the tent.
Soon, all the members of the traditional Chinese medicine team left, leaving only the members of the Western medicine expert team, who stared at each other in bewilderment.
"Old Ji, should we try some of this too... It's better to believe it than not to believe it..."
After a long time, Dong Xue hesitated, pointed at the white grass roots on the ground and asked with a dry laugh.
"You can eat what pigs eat, but I won't! Grassroots epidemic prevention, what a joke! If it really works, I'll tear my head off and let those Chinese medicine practitioners kick it like a ball!"
Ji Fangzhen sneered, raised his head and walked out of the tent.
He needs to retest blood and saliva samples to find a solution to the epidemic.
By that time, he will let those traditional Chinese medicine practitioners know that what they have learned is nothing but garbage that should have been eliminated long ago!
Dong Xue looked embarrassed, stared at the Imperata roots, and finally left.
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"You shouldn't be so reckless. What if the medicinal effect of Imperata Root has not been absorbed by your body yet, and you rashly run into the patient's home and get infected?"
After the tents in the quarantine area were set up, Ye Feng, wearing a mask, looked at Nie Qingwu behind the fence and shook his head.
"I just can't stand the way those Western doctors do nothing but talk nonsense. I want to let them know that in this world, doing is always more important than talking!"
Nie Qingwu sat on the chair with her legs crossed. After a disdainful remark, she said, "Besides, even if I really get infected, I'm not afraid as long as you are here!"
Ye Feng was startled, then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said, "Are you confessing?"
"Confessing to you? Stop being so conceited! I mean you're a doctor!"
Nie Qingwu's face felt a little hot.
In addition to being disgusted with the actions of those Western doctors, another reason she had was that she believed in Ye Feng.
"There are many doctors here, including your grandfather, Principal Tu, and Elder Zhong. Why are you talking about me alone?"
Ye Feng blinked and said with a smile: "Is it because I am the most handsome among them?"
"Because you are so shameless..."
Nie Qingwu was completely defeated by Ye Feng. This was the first time she had met such a boastful man.
"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."
Ye Feng grinned, looked into Nie Qingwu's eyes and said in a deep voice.
That fiery and determined look made Nie Qingwu feel a little uneasy. She wanted to move away, but she didn't have the strength to do so.
"Tell me a joke..." After a long silence, Nie Qingwu felt that the atmosphere was too depressing and said.
Ye Feng searched his brains and said, "One day, a medium-rare steak met a medium-rare steak on the street, but they didn't say hello. Guess why?"
"Because they are unfamiliar..."
Nie Qingwu ruthlessly gave the answer to this joke which was already so deadly that it couldn't be any deadlier.
Ye Feng felt embarrassed. It was really unpleasant to have the answer revealed when he was halfway through saying something.
It's like punching with all your strength, but hitting a ball of cotton, soft and without any force.
"Ye Feng, promise me that you will find a way to truly cure the epidemic, not just this kind of preventive measure!"
After a long time, Nie Qingwu looked back at the village, then looked at Ye Feng, and said word by word: "Maybe I am not familiar with them, but they have the same Yanhuang blood as us, and they are all descendants of Yanhuang!"
Ye Feng savored Nie Qingwu's words. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said firmly: "I will!"