When faced with life and death, most people, thinking they were going to die anyway, would fight desperately and throw all caution to the wind. That was when chaos could most easily erupt—killing, injuring, looting—they would stop at nothing. All just to survive.
"By the way, Young Miss, will you still accept patients?" Wuyou asked cautiously.
Ever since the Young Miss announced she would no longer accept patients, many people with difficult diseases had come to the Medical Clinic seeking help. However, the Young Miss refused to see them. Wuyou could only handle a few, as she had learned merely the basics from her Young Miss. Most cases, however, were still beyond her abilities, so she had to rely on the medicinal pills her Young Miss had personally concocted.
Fortunately, the Young Miss's pills were miraculously effective, and Wuyou, by passing herself off with her Young Miss's reputation as a divine doctor, had cured many people.
