Chapter 968: A newborn calf is really not afraid of a tiger!

The old monk was in a dilemma.

He felt guilty and wanted to continue staying to serve the old prince as his doctor, but he also wanted to stay with the Medical Saint to see if this little girl was really that powerful. It would be even better if he could learn some witchcraft from her.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Ran remembered the ghost doctor who had pestered her to become his disciple. Fearing trouble, she quickly said:

"In fact, I only know a little bit about Gu Shu. If you want to learn it, why not go to southern Xinjiang to find a Gu doctor? He should be happy to discuss it with you."

"I don't want to look for that old guy! I know his capabilities. If he can cure the old prince's poison, Duanmu Xiong will definitely send someone to look for that old guy. He is not qualified to teach me!"

Well, Qiao Ran had nothing to say.

The old monk did not continue to pester Qiao Ran. His excitement faded away, and he returned to the tired and weak state he had when he first entered the door. He said to the awakened old prince:

"There is a shortage of doctors and medicine in the city now. Many injured soldiers cannot get timely treatment. The seriously injured ones can only wait to die. I, the military doctors, and the doctors in the city have tried everything to save the lives of the lightly injured soldiers, but some of the injuries are too serious and there is nothing we can do. We can only use the few medicines we have to treat more lightly injured soldiers. If this continues, there will be many deaths in more battles."

Upon hearing this, the old prince showed helplessness on his face.

They were all his soldiers. How could he feel at ease watching them get injured while defending the northern border without receiving the proper medical treatment?

But I heard Qiao Ran say:

"Don't worry, the prince and I have already collected a lot of medicinal herbs, which are being escorted by the escort agency and are on their way. The first batch will arrive in the afternoon, and a large amount of food supplies and medicinal herbs should be delivered tomorrow. I will go to the rescue station later, and I also have a lot of first aid pills on me."

Qiao Ran had just told several generals about this at the dinner table, but the old prince only found out about it now. When he heard that they had also sent a large amount of food supplies and medicinal materials, he was moved and grateful, and thanked Qiao Ran again and again.

The old man knew his grandson's ability. Almost all the property in the royal palace in the capital was given to Girl Qiao by this kid to repay her for saving his life. Where would he get the money to raise so many things?

But when he learned that these things were from the private treasury of King Ping that had been looted by his grandson and girl Qiao, the old man felt both angry and amused.

These two people are really fearless like newborn calves!

Who is Prince Ping? The emperor's most beloved son!

Aren’t his private vaults heavily guarded?

These two monkeys were not afraid of danger. What if they were caught or their identities were exposed? Prince Ping was a vindictive person. If they were caught, they would suffer a lot. Even he, the uncle of the emperor and the great uncle of Prince Ping, could not protect them.

Moreover, how did they loot so many things without anyone noticing?

Thinking of how this little girl had so many skills at such a young age, and the rumors about her in the capital, the old prince couldn't help but wonder if this girl was really a fairy who had come down to earth to protect the people of Dai Yue.

The disheveled and exhausted monk doctor was taken out by housekeeper Old Zhou to eat and rest.

Qiao Ran asked to go to the emergency room, and Mo Beihan naturally followed her.

Led by Huang Dabiao who volunteered to go, the two went to the rescue center in the north of the city.

This was originally the residence of a wealthy family. Later, it was discovered that the family was collaborating with the enemy and harboring spies. As soon as they sent troops to surround the mansion, the master of the family had already poisoned everyone in the house and then committed suicide by taking poison.

The large, empty mansion was used as a rescue station.

As Qiao Ran and the others were walking on the street, they saw a number of wounded soldiers being carried in one direction. Following that direction, they would reach the largest first aid station in Beiguan City.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw a lot of tents set up in the yard, with wounded soldiers lying on the ground in the tents.

Some have been bandaged and applied with medicine, but more have been left unattended, leaving their wounds bleeding. Some have fallen into coma, and some cannot help but moan softly.

Looking up, I could only see a dozen doctors moving between the tents and rooms.