Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

In the face of constant threats of life and death, they’ve long abandoned any excess emotions. Their entire focus is on just one thing: Survive! Survive until this epidemic ends! Don’t catch the disease! Don’t die!

Ye Shuangshuang looked at the common people lying on the ground, surrounding the isolation fence. Their eyes, however, were green like an Evil Ghost eyeing her, showing no particular reaction to her arrival.

Such gazes were something Ye Shuangshuang had seen abundantly in her past life, but they still made one feel uneasy inside.

Ye Shuangshuang took out a piece of cloth to cover her face, nodded to the leading soldier who inquired about her: ”Please allow me to go inside, brother.”

But the leading soldier simply waved his hand and said: ”The doctor doesn’t need to go inside. We can pick the people out for you.”

Pick them out?

Before Ye Shuangshuang could figure out what picking them out meant, she saw the soldier call over two more men.

Then the two soldiers, using the tips of their long spears with force, jabbed into the isolation area on either side of an infected common person’s body.

The spear tips were very precise, not injuring anyone, but inserting right beneath the clothes of the common person’s ribs.

Then, with a strong pull, the common person was lifted out from the isolation area by the two soldiers using the spear tips, falling in front of Ye Shuangshuang.

After witnessing this, Ye Shuangshuang understood the meaning of ’picking out.’ Seeing the skilled movements of these soldiers, it was clearly not their first time doing it.

Ye Shuangshuang slightly thought about it and realized why these two soldiers were so familiar with this. These people dared not enter the isolation area, fearing infection by the epidemic-infected common people.

And the doctors also dared not enter the isolation area, so they had the infected common people picked out like this, then treated them.

Ye Shuangshuang was somewhat speechless. This method doesn’t consider these common people as living beings at all.

The infected common people were quite accustomed to this as well; the man who was picked out also seemed exceedingly calm.

He was lying down inside and still in the same lying position when picked out, his expression unchanged, calmly gazing at Ye Shuangshuang.

The man’s face carried deep despair, his gaze as calm as one could say, but more accurately, it was an empty gaze of despair rendering the heart dead to ashes. That vacant gaze falling upon Ye Shuangshuang held no hope.

However, when Ye Shuangshuang approached and crouched down to take his pulse, she observed a fleeting trace of hope through the man’s dejected eyes.

Upon seeing this trace of expectation, Ye Shuangshuang felt relieved. After all, he desired to live, not having lost the will to survive.

This point is crucial; oftentimes, among two people with the same condition, the one with a strong and resolute will to survive will recover quicker than the one with lesser intent.

Ye Shuangshuang began taking his pulse while observing the man’s face. One of the symptoms triggered by the epidemic is red flush, sounding like wind passing through bellows during breathing.

Before, Ye Shuangshuang had found several packets of silver needles inside a house, and upon coming out, she casually took one packet. Now it was perfect to try acupuncture on this man.

In her past life, Ye Shuangshuang was adept with silver needles. Upon leaving Prince Nan Mansion in this life, she didn’t linger over anything except for a set of finely crafted silver needles, which she regretfully didn’t take.

In this era, a set of exquisite silver needles is quite valuable, and since she decided not to take a single copper coin from Prince Nan Mansion, such precious silver needles were even less permissible.

After inserting several silver needles, soon enough, the man whose breathing was heavy found his breaths had become much more comfortable.

Most importantly, the burning and suffocating pain from throat to chest eased significantly.

This discovery injected vitality into the man’s hollow gaze, instantly brightening his once despair-laden eyes.

He opened his mouth slightly, tears suddenly flowing out, leaving two white streaks across his dirt-covered face. Hoarsely, he asked Ye Shuangshuang: ”Doctor, will I die?”

Ye Shuangshuang smiled at him reassuringly, her eyes curving kindly, her voice carrying a comforting strength: ”Certainly not, aren’t you feeling much better now?

After I’ve checked your pulses, I’ll prepare medicine for you to drink, and after consuming the medicine, you’ll regain strength. By following my instructions, you’ll recover quickly.”

The comfortable feeling in his chest made the man trust Ye Shuangshuang’s medical skills, or rather, he perceived Ye Shuangshuang as a lifeline, believing unwaveringly that her medical skills could save him.

Silver needle acupuncture is an extraordinary technique; saying silver needles can cure all ailments isn’t bad, though acupuncture indeed challenges one’s skill.

With proficient skill, acupuncture can revive someone with a few needles, whereas an incompetent one might not match someone who deftly inserts two needles.

Acupuncture’s significance lies not in stimulating the acupoints, but in the techniques applied when inserting needles at each acupoint, including the depth and strength.

Undoubtedly, Ye Shuangshuang is an expert with silver needles, thus when she withdrew them, the man was already capable of sitting up, supporting his chest.

The man’s recovery caused a stir among the previously lifeless common people lying in the isolation area. They began standing and crowding over, clutching the fence, gazing at Ye Shuangshuang.

Although at this moment not looking green as Hell Evil Ghosts, the eyes of these common people carried another oppressive sense, one directed at the hope for survival.

Ye Shuangshuang decided not to have anyone picked out anymore, since this method of lifting could inadvertently cause harm. These weak epidemic-infected common people could instantly perish from a fall.

She supported the isolation railing, lightly jumped inside, entering the quarantine area where the infected common people were.

Seeing Ye Shuangshuang suddenly enter, these common people were initially shocked, not expecting her to jump in, momentarily dumbstruck without reacting.

But soon after, once realizing, they erupted, scrambling up to surround Ye Shuangshuang, hoarse cries rising one after another.

”Doctor, save me, save me!”

”Doctor, I don’t want to die, save me!”

”Save me...”

Echoes of pleas sounded, countless hands reaching out to grab Ye Shuangshuang’s hem, perceiving her as their salvation after her previous display!

Ye Shuangshuang’s originally clean hem was marked with dirty handprints, yet she didn’t mind, instead raising her voice: ”Quiet down! Since I’ve come inside, naturally I will heal all of you.

Now calm down, as this behavior makes it impossible for me to check pulses and diagnose. Rest assured that from now until you’re cured, I won’t leave this place.

I will stay here with you in the isolation area, until we walk out together, so be at ease, I will save you.”