Therefore, the doctors and nurses, even the ones from other departments, would run over to follow Nangong Nuannuan every day as she made her ward rounds.

In the past five days, the number of people following Nuannuan grew from an initial seven, including Dr. Cai and two nurses who recorded the patients’ vitals, to a group of nearly 15 people.

No new and young nurses were included in this group of 15 people. Instead, head doctors and nurses from the Internal Medicine Department took their spots. As for the head nurse, she took on the role of supervising the young nurses.

In light of this very unusual and unpleasant situation, the military hospital maintained the best attitude they could. Not only did they not charge the patients a single cent, but they also even moved the patients to a newly extended ward area. Usually, the military hospital wards were full of patients, with two people assigned to one room. Some would even be left in the corridors.

“How are you feeling today?” Nangong Nuannuan walked up to one of the patients and asked, observing his condition.

Nuannuan did not have to ask many questions as just by taking a closer look at the patients, she would already know all the details of their current condition. However, from the very start, Dr. Cai had insisted that she ask questions—so she abided and asked a casual question. Who would have thought that at the beginning, everyone’s physical condition would be so different? When she realized that something was wrong, she would immediately suggest that the patient be examined—taking the initiative to prescribe them new medicine. This made many doctors mistakenly think that she had a different view on the idea of ‘seeing, smelling, asking, and cutting’.

Just by looking at them, she was able to see the conditions of each individual patient. This led to an increasing number of doctors following her around during her ward rounds. They all wanted to learn something from how she examined the patients.

At first, the patients did not seem to be very cooperative during this doctor’s rounds. However, when they realized how efficient and precise she was, their tunes changed. Now, every time they saw her, they would eagerly cooperate and tell her in great detail what they had done the previous day, how their bodies felt, and even the shape and appearance of their stool.

That was why Nuannuan had not been able to eat well the past few days and had lost weight.

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It was all quite disgusting.

“Yesterday, I ate green leafy vegetables. I don’t understand why my stool came out black and shaped like…”

“Stop!”

Nuannuan was so nauseated she almost vomited the food that she had eaten two days ago. She immediately stopped the patient.

“Don’t worry. Based on your complexion and the degree of your pores, it does not matter what color your stool was. In the future, if I don’t ask about it, you don’t have to tell me.”

The doctors behind her could not help but laugh when they saw how Nangong Nuannuan reacted.

Finally, their ears would not have to hear about this anymore either.

Each and every doctor had been through the same before. If they had been Western doctors, they would have simply used tools to diagnose the patients.

The patient smiled embarrassedly and moved onto a new topic. Then, he began to talk about his other problems. Nuannuan listened to him perfunctorily. After he spoke for a while, she had heard enough. She walked to the next patient.

She took a closer look and saw that the person’s kidneys had changed over the past few days from the infusions they had been receiving.