"Doctor Wen, these are the medicinal materials for today." As the sky was getting dark, the patrol team pushed a truck of medicinal materials and greeted Wen Zheng.

During these days in the medical team, Wen Zheng successfully upgraded to a doctor. Now the treatment prescription has been developed. Some people suggest that Wen Zheng is good at handling medicinal materials, so he temporarily transferred him to the pharmacy.

Wen Zheng signed on paper after checking and asked others to take away the medicinal materials for treatment.

Some of these medicinal materials were fabricated, and most of them were reserved by some pharmacies before the disaster and were collected and sent back to the base.

More of the fresh medicinal materials with soil wrapped at the roots. After the prescription is studied, everyone will pick them in the wild and hand them over to the base. At the same time, the base will reward contribution points.

There are still a few people who can handle fresh medicinal herbs, and most of them help in the hospital, but there is still not enough manpower.

In recent days, many new apprentices have been recruited. They are very clever but have no foundation and need to be taught slowly.

Therefore, the skilled workers in the pharmacy are busy processing the medicinal materials, and then prepare them according to the prescription and hand them over to other medical staff.

Wen Zheng became a teacher who taught novices. He was not tired of work every day and did not have to go out much.

The treatment recipe developed by the old expert not only tastes bad, but also smells bad and domineering. The entire temporary hospital is shrouded in this smell every day.

After completing the morning preparations, Wen Zheng looked at the sun that was driving away the foggy outside. It was time for breakfast, so he clapped his hands and asked everyone to go to dinner.

When they walked out of the pharmacy, there were medical staff on the way. Their work was different, but everyone had the same fatigue on their faces. When they walked to the cafeteria, they only showed a relaxed smile.

"Xiao Wen, come here for dinner." After seeing Wen Zheng earlier, Dr. Zhang, who arrived at the cafeteria earlier, quickly waved to him, and the smile on his face showed his love for Wen Zheng.

The initial prescription for the onset of the disease was formulated by Dr. Zhang. Now his status in the base is different from before, and his every word and deed are attracting everyone's attention.

Many medical staff followed Dr. Zhang's movements and looked at Wen Zheng, with curiosity, envy, appreciation, jealousy and ridicule mixed in their eyes.

Wen Zheng turned a blind eye to these gazes, and naturally walked to Mr. Zhang with his food to sit down, and whispered to Dr. Zhang: "Mr. Zhang, your face is not very good, and you haven't had a good rest recently."

Dr. Zhang's smile was full of relaxation: "There will be patients discharged from the hospital today, and they won't be busy for long." This period of time is a critical period for treatment, and he is still watching from the side, so that the patients can be more confident.

After Wen Zheng persuaded him a few times, Dr. Zhang quickly changed the topic and discussed the treatment plan for the patient. Now there is a way to cure the disease, but there are still sequelae that need to be treated slowly.

The place where medical staff and patients eat is in the temporary hospital, and the types of food are almost the same. However, the two canteens are very far apart to prevent patients from coming to disturb the doctor.

When I learned that my illness had great hope of curing it, and through treatment, I could feel that my body was getting better little by little, every patient was particularly grateful when I saw the medical staff.

Medical staff can now receive a series of thanks when entering the ward, and the efficiency of rounds has been greatly delayed. If you meet in the canteen, it will be difficult for medical staff to have a rare rest time.

There were many people who came to exchange for purchases, and they were dressed in winter clothes in groups of three or three in front of each stall. When they saw what they needed, they asked for a price.

There were also people who almost started to quarrel because the price was not negotiated, but as soon as the voice increased, I felt a look. After glanced at it, I quickly lowered my voice and continued to talk to the stall owner in a friendly and peaceful manner.

"Oh, isn't this Dr. Wen's child Xiao Ling? Why are you carrying the patrol team's logo?" Big eyes were confused.

"Didn't we tell you? You don't know. Xiao Ling is worthy of Dr. Wen's son. He is very powerful. He has learned martial arts before. Some time ago, a liar wanted to deceive him. Xiao Ling was severely scolded by Xiao Ling. Then Xiao Ling was noticed by the patrol team. The patrol team taught him a few tricks, and later found that he had a very high talent in martial arts. Finally, he was taught and admitted him to the patrol team in an extraordinary manner." The roommates told the complete story in a story-telling tone, and this news spread throughout the base.

Big Eye looked at Wen Ling with a little disbelief, and after observing for a while, he asked in confusion: "No matter how powerful he is, he is just a child, why do these stall owners seem to be afraid of him?"

"Child? This child can easily knock three of you down."

"The stall owners are all adults. If they are caught by Xiao Ling in violation of regulations, they will have to be educated by minors. Even if they do, they will not beat him. At that time, they will lose face."

"We suspect that this is also one of the reasons why Xiaoling was admitted to the patrol team for exception."

Several roommates finished talking, looked at Wen Ling with big eyes, then looked at Wen Ling again, and finally said, "I want to go to Dr. Wen as a teacher to learn how to deal with medicinal materials. What do you think?"

In the past, as a neighbor, he called Brother Wen, but now he is known as Doctor Wen from the bottom of his heart.

"Just just came out of the hospital, I can't wait to go back. You haven't smelled enough of the medicine." The roommate asked in disbelief.

Big eyes smiled and said his thoughts.

Before the disaster, Da Yan was a jobless vagrant, poor study and work, and he spent more than 20 years in a daze. He was lucky enough to escape the disaster and came here.

First, I met these good roommates and took turns to take care of him and encourage him when I was sick.

And when I encounter such a good base, after getting sick, all consumption during hospitalization, such as accommodation, diet, medical care, medicine, etc., is provided free of charge by the base, and no patient is given up.

Big Eye originally just regarded the base as a refuge, but now he really has a sense of belonging and hopes that the base can become better.

Now that my body has recovered and was discharged from the hospital, I should work more for the base.

Of course, the medical staff who have been working hard to treat him are also his benefactors, and the one who Dayan is most familiar with is Wen Zheng. As a neighbor and a patient, Dayan is particularly admiring Wen Zheng's actions and has become interested in medicinal materials during the treatment process.

A variety of ideas gathered together, and Dayan thought for a long time. After hearing that Wen Zheng was teaching students in a pharmacy, he was born with the idea of ​​being a student, and learning to deal with medicinal materials can also solve the urgent problem for the base.

After being discharged from the hospital, he rested for a few days and thanked his roommates seriously, Dayan took the initiative to sign up when recruiting people again in the temporary hospital, and entered the hospital again and became a student of Wen Zheng.

Many of the rehabilitation workers have the idea of ​​repaying the base and others. Most of them are put into work shortly after they are discharged from the hospital and try to do what they can.

Not only them, no matter when, there are people who have a dedication. Among healthy people who have not been invaded by the disease, many people donate their supplies to the base or enter the hospital to become volunteers to help.

With everyone's efforts, the situation is getting better day by day. Although some people in poor health still passed away unfortunately, the patients in the hospital were discharged one after another in the next two months.

After the last related patient was discharged from the hospital, it was already winter, and snowflakes fell from the horizon, and the cold winter did not extinguish the enthusiasm of the people.
Chapter completed!