Surviving the Chaotic Era as an Army Doctor, Cook, and Double Agent

Three generations of Huang Wensu's family have practiced medicine. She grew up in a clinic, but she's lazy by nature and only picked up a little from what she saw and heard.

After the college entrance exams, a friend dragged her to a Hanfu festival.

She wore a long skirt and hair ornaments, swaying with every step.

Then she twisted her ankle and stumbled into a scene where refugees were robbing travelers, planning to kill someone and offer the victim's head to a bandit gang. They took her for an official's daughter and captured her.

She and the real official's daughter clung to each other, trembling. Before they had even stopped shaking, an army came up the mountain to suppress the bandits.

Blades flashed, blood flowed, and each bandit went down with a single slash.

They weren't a proper army. After taking the money, food, and weapons, they planned to leave all the women in nearby villages.

A time of chaos, refugees, bandits...

Could she survive alone in a village?

Huang Wensu took off her hairpin and dropped to her knees in front of the cold-faced commander.

“My lord! Eighteen generations of my ancestors have practiced medicine. My family is renowned in the field. I can handle colds, coughs, and fevers. I know internal medicine, surgery, dermatology, and dentistry. I'm skilled in the Yellow Emperor's Inner Needle, massage, and the four diagnostic methods: inspection, listening and smelling, inquiry, and palpation. I treat sprains, swelling, fractures, and bone injuries; dizziness and headaches; neck, shoulder, back, and leg pain...”

When she saw him hesitate, she added in a small voice, “I can also treat frequent urination, urgent urination, incomplete urination, and men's kidney deficiency and loin pain...”

“Ahem...” The soldiers around them coughed, then quietly asked her, “Is that true?”

*

After she was brought back to the army, Huang Wensu was frantic. Her resume was full of hot air, so she could only go wherever she was needed, hoping to become at least a familiar face if she couldn't make herself an expert.

So, no one to cook on the march?

Huang Wensu rolled up her sleeves. “Roast chicken, roast duck, grilled fish, roast suckling pig. What do you want, brothers?”

The soldiers swallowed hard.

So, the general coughed, and Huang Wensu promptly dropped to her knees. “My lord, please have some rock sugar pear and goji berry tea. It cools you down, clears your lungs, and keeps you looking beautiful.”

So, the strategist was going cross-eyed over the account books, and Huang Wensu put on a fawning smile. “Sir, try putting the data into a table. Arabic numerals and the multiplication table make it easy to handle ten thousand accounts.”

So, with a great enemy before them, just as the adviser was about to offer a plan, Huang Wensu jumped up and waved her hand. “I have a whole chain of tricks! First burn their provisions, then cut off their supplies. In the confusion, mix purgatives into the horses' fodder. Let them go hungry for forty-seven days, then set up a huge iron pot and cook meat right in front of them. Make them starve while they watch!”

Reader's guide: All medical knowledge comes from medical friends, Baidu Baike, and Blue Love.

This is an alternate setting. Logic is dead.

Reasonable discussion is welcome, but my writing is pretty amateurish, so if you don't like it, just leave~

May all your wishes come true and everything go well.

Theme: Women should strive to become independent and strong