Luo Gang chuckled from the side. "That is just your perspective. The doctors in our unit do not possess medical skills like yours."
Zhu Yanyi tilted her head, a hint of confusion on her face. "But some injuries can be treated. I don't understand why some hidden injuries are left untreated."
"In the military, everyone has minor hidden injuries," Luo Gang explained, knowing the situation well. "It is not that they don't want treatment, but there is no specific medicine for these hidden wounds."
"Yes," Zhang Yan added from nearby. "As navy personnel, we are always at sea. Although there are doctors, the constant dampness often causes rheumatism. Usually, we just warm our hands and feet with hot water until we feel better. Unless it is a serious illness, we prefer not to waste medicine. Every bit is precious to us. If we can endure minor ailments, we save the resources." They were not complaining, but truly believed this.
Zhu Yanyi admired their mindset but frowned slightly. "Is the military really so short of such common medicines?"
"Yes," Zhang Yan nodded casually. Although the economy was recovering, many fields still lacked talent, especially in pharmaceutical production. Currently, no one had solved this shortage.
Zhu Yanyi fell into thought. She had planned to take things step by step, but hearing about the army's medicine shortage made her hesitate. She needed to find a way to help.
The next day's exam was syndrome differentiation. Candidates had to diagnose conditions provided by the examiners and write prescriptions. Each candidate received a different case, determined by drawing lots. Zhu Yanyi drew number ten, which was quite late in the sequence. However, with only twelve candidates in total, being tenth would not take too long.
Candidates not currently being examined sat nearby, listening to the ongoing test.
Since Zhu Yanyi was among the last, she sat aside, feeling particularly relaxed and unbothered. Luoyang Jun sat next to her. "Little Pig Sister, aren't you nervous at all?"
"If I were nervous, would I have come to the exam?" Zhu Yanyi asked softly.
"Of course not." Luoyang Jun realized the meaning behind her words. Since nervousness could not avoid the exam, why worry? It was better to accept it calmly. She looked at Zhu Yanyi again, her curiosity growing. Initially, she was surprised because she was only eleven years old, a girl taking the Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner Qualification Exam. But now, hearing such clear-headed words, she realized her insight exceeded her age. Whatever had happened to her, it was no longer strange. "Little Pig Sister, if you keep acting like this, I think I should call you Little Pig Grandma."
"Don't worry, Peony Brother. Even if I am Little Pig Grandma, you are still Peony Brother. I am usually quite easygoing," Zhu Yanyi replied with a smile.
"Can you please stop calling me Peony Brother?" Luoyang Jun felt that such a nickname was not suitable for a tall, grown man like him.
Zhu Yanyi raised an eyebrow. "Then, Peony Sister?"