Master Liu and the ants on the hot pot were anxious, and were about to order the wounded to be sent to the nearest hospital, but someone had already stepped in first.
"This person's legs were slightly burned and his arms were tied with white cloth."
"This man suffered a heavy blow on his back, but he is in good spirits and has a yellow cloth tied to his arm."
"This man's ribs are broken, and his internal organs must be damaged... Was he trampled? Okay, tie a red cloth on his arm."
"This one...is not breathing, has no heartbeat...there is nothing we can do."
...
Wei Zi said to Feng Danyuan, her eyes pleading: "I can't do it alone -"
"You can use my men at your disposal." Feng Danyuan did not hesitate.
"Thank you." Wei Zi turned around resolutely and said to Feng Su: "Two things. First, send the wounded I marked to the nearest Rende Medical Center. Remember, the cloth on the arm cannot be removed.
; Second, do your best to bring over all the doctors from the city’s medical clinics.”
After a few more instructions, Feng Su left.
Wei Zi turned to Su Nian and said, "Go to the cloth shop and tear up more cloths of three colors!"
Fortunately, in modern times, Wei Zi worked as a rescue worker in an African war zone and also stayed in the emergency room. Otherwise, she would not be able to react to so many wounded people.
She should have checked in more detail, but there was not enough time, so she could only make quick decisions based on experience: the judgment time for each injured person was only less than ten seconds.
Mr. Liu looked confused: This, this, this...can you finish the disease so quickly?
Seeing that the aloof eldest prince squatted down and helped Wei Zi rescue people, he quickly ran over, tied belts with Su Nian, and carried the wounded. Even in his busy schedule, he didn't forget to ask: "Tie these
What’s the strap for?”
Su Nian guessed: "Separate minor injuries and serious injuries, it should be easier to treat later."
Wei Zi also noticed that Feng Danyuan was helping on the side, and her eyes suddenly softened when she looked at him.
Their eyes met, she said to him: "We need a lot of hemostatic medicine, and the hospital may not have much in stock. Can you help?" The ancient medicine for sores was very expensive, and ordinary people generally couldn't use it. However,
The army is special and must be prepared.
"Feng Yu, bring all the golden sore medicine you can get to Rende Pharmacy!" Feng Danyuan ordered.
Wei Zi smiled gratefully at him, not afraid that he would say "keeping accounts".
The profession of doctor has always been about teamwork. Feng Danyuan's cooperation at this time made Wei Zi feel the trust in teamwork regardless of the reason.
Feng Danyuan was shocked because of her pure smile.
She seemed to have never smiled like this before.
In the smile, there is no reluctance or insincerity in the past, only sincerity from the bottom of my heart.
A strange thought suddenly flashed through his mind: as long as she could smile at him like this, he would give everything in exchange...
"Su Nian, it's almost done, let's go first." Wei Zi turned to Master Liu and said, "Please send all the remaining wounded to Rende Pharmacy."
"Okay, okay." Mr. Liu nodded vigorously.
"The eldest prince, please lend me a horse." Wei Zi said to Feng Danyuan.
Feng Danyuan frowned: "I can lend you the horse, but you can't ride it."
His mount is a horse from the Western Regions with a wild temperament. It took him a lot of effort to tame it in the first place. No one can ride it except him.
"It's okay, I'll give it a try." Wei Zi whispered a few words into the horse's ear, then reached out and patted it gently.
Feng Danyuan reacted: she was talking to the horse.
It took only a moment for her to get on the horse. Although it seemed difficult, Feng Danyuan could tell that her movements were very skillful and she must be able to ride a horse.
Lying on the horse, Wei Zi whispered a few words, then stretched out her hand: "Su Nian, come up."
Su Nian's face was full of shock. The eldest prince's horse, Miss Wei San, was not kicked off...
"Su Nian."
"Okay." Su Nian gritted his teeth. If Miss Wei San dared to go up, she must dare too.
With the help of Wei Zi's hand, Su Nian jumped onto the horse.
Wei Zi pulled the reins and shouted: "Drive!"
The sweaty horse's hooves were filled with wind, its long mane flying, and it ran forward like lightning.
Wei Zi's skirt fluttered and passed by Feng Danyuan's eyes, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.
The next moment, Feng Danyuan used Qing Gong and followed him away.
