Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

When Ye Shuangshuang said she would stay in the quarantine zone, she finally calmed down these frantic common people. They quieted down and looked at Ye Shuangshuang with eyes full of hope to survive.

Ye Shuangshuang gazed at these common people, weakened by the plague and further devastated by despair, who earlier lay on the ground unwilling to move even slightly.

But now, they were trying hard to support their own bodies. Even if they couldn’t stand, they would crawl halfway to her, because she gave them hope for life.

This expectation inadvertently put some pressure on Ye Shuangshuang. She squatted down and began taking their pulses one by one and using silver needles on them.

For these plague-stricken people, the most painful symptom at this moment was the burning pain in their chests. Ye Shuangshuang’s silver needles could help alleviate this most obvious symptom.

However, Ye Shuangshuang only had one pack of silver needles, which was soon used up, yet there were still many patients needing acupuncture and the needles needed to be disinfected before reuse.

Ye Shuangshuang had no choice but to walk to the barricade of the quarantine zone and said to the leading soldier: ”Could you please help me boil some pots of clean water?

And keep the fire burning for boiling water; I need it to sterilize the silver needles.

And there are some packs of silver needles in the house; could you also bring them to me? I need to perform acupuncture on them, but I’ve run out of needles.”

The leading soldier, as well as the others responsible for overseeing these plague-ridden common people, heard Ye Shuangshuang’s decision earlier.

They watched over these plague-stricken common people, each seemingly emotionless and cold, yet they were human; how could their hearts not harbor some compassion?

Moreover, some of their loved ones were among them, but due to the pressure from the County Magistrate, worried about the safety of their other family members, and the pressure of facing life and death, they had become somewhat numb.

However, at this moment, seeing Ye Shuangshuang’s actions of living and dying with these people finally moved them.

The previous doctors came here appearing like they’d lost their parents, scared to be eight zhang (approximately 24 meters) away from the plague-stricken common people, hiding inside, unwilling to come out.

The reason they picked people was that those doctors didn’t dare to approach the plague-stricken common people, and were forced by the County Magistrate not to refuse treatment, thus they came up with this method.

Even the doctors viewed as hope were so fearful and evasive, with no treatment measures, only avoiding panic. How could these people not be terrified?

But Ye Shuangshuang was completely different; she first used the Silver Needle Technique to reduce the pain of the plague-stricken people, and now she was unafraid to stay with those infected, facing the risk of the plague head-on.

Ye Shuangshuang’s actions not only calmed the hearts of these plague-stricken common people but also those of the soldiers overseeing them. They too hoped someone would appear who wasn’t afraid of danger and could cure the plague.

They were very willing to cooperate with Ye Shuangshuang’s requests, so upon hearing her commands, several soldiers immediately busied themselves.

They set up makeshift stoves, lit fires nearby, and brought various pots, both iron and ceramic, anything that could be used to boil water was brought over. A line of over a dozen pots soon had boiling hot water.

The leading soldier also quickly brought over a total of seventeen packs of silver needles which Ye Shuangshuang hadn’t seen before, presumably because this soldier had confiscated them from the other doctors.

Ye Shuangshuang couldn’t think much more about it; if they wouldn’t come to treat people, offering some silver needles was at least a show of effort. With the needles in hand, she started performing acupuncture on these common people, alleviating discomfort which was the most important step.

Only when their discomfort was alleviated could they have the confidence to believe that they could be healed and trust her medical skills, thereby willing to cooperate with her for the next steps.

With each row of silver needles, Ye Shuangshuang administered acupuncture, then removed the timed needles, throwing them into the pot to boil for sterilization.

After enough time, she would take the needles out and put them in another pot of boiling water to further rinse before placing them in a clean tray for future use.

The soldiers didn’t understand what disinfection was, but seeing Ye Shuangshuang overwhelmed, they immediately helped disinfect the silver needles carefully.

Seeing their careful actions, Ye Shuangshuang eased her mind, letting them handle disinfecting the silver needles while she focused solely on administering and withdrawing needles from the plague-stricken, which significantly increased the pace.

After having their symptoms alleviated through Ye Shuangshuang’s acupuncture, the common people were all very excited, with hopeful expressions replacing the previous green, ghostly hell-like eyes.

Some who felt much better even started running into the depths of the quarantine zone, bringing out other plague-stricken common people for Ye Shuangshuang to help with acupuncture.

There were also two common people anxiously wandering beside Ye Shuangshuang, not daring to get too close and disturb her busy work.

But as they circled around seeing her busy, they could only anxiously shout to Ye Shuangshuang: ”Doctor, there are still several bed-ridden sick people inside. Can you take a look at them?”

Without stopping her hands, Ye Shuangshuang responded: ”Don’t worry, after I finish performing acupuncture on everyone, I’ll definitely take a look. I won’t forget anyone, rest assured.”

Ye Shuangshuang said this because she had almost finished giving acupuncture to everyone, about to complete acupuncture on all.

When everyone was done with acupuncture, Ye Shuangshuang fulfilled her promise, swiftly following the ones leading her to see the bedridden, severely ill common people.

Fortunately, there weren’t many people in such a dire condition, only about ten, but they were in terrible shape. Previously, those plague-ridden common people could gather at the quarantine fence to watch the people outside.

These individuals couldn’t even open their eyes, lying weakly in bed, with barely any signs of life but the faint rise and fall of their chests.

Though still alive, they already saw themselves as dead, unresponsive to the bustling noise around them.

Without wasting words, Ye Shuangshuang had the immobile gathered together and performed acupuncture on them directly. However, the effects of acupuncture on these people were not as prominent as on the previous common people.

Those common people were firstly not bedridden and secondly, were struck by Ye Shuangshuang’s medical skills, gaining hope in their hearts, which made them feel much better.

Their previous immobility was due to their sense of hopelessness; now they could move and run not only because of Ye Shuangshuang’s good medical skills relieving their pain, but mainly because they believed they wouldn’t die, and hope revived their spirits.