Chapter 235

When An Yinan saw the person arrive, she first checked their pulse, then frowned slightly, "You go ahead and treat the wound on her forehead."

An Yinan first used Silver Needles to directly stimulate her acupoints, then wrote out a prescription and handed it to that young woman.

"Is there any Traditional Chinese Medicine here?" An Yinan asked with a puzzled look.

Although she had quite a bit of stock in her space, there were even more wounded, and she still needed a good excuse to bring it out; the large bag was very big, but the quantity of each medicine was limited.

No one is a fool!

"I asked, there is, but the reserves are not much." The only Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner who followed this time was there, so the Traditional Chinese Medicine brought was not much.

An Yinan nodded, "You go and get the medicine according to the prescription first."

The young woman took the prescription and went out, and the Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner assigned to assist took the prescription and began to help gather the medicine.

"You go help, I'll boil it," the Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner said.

He was not old, but seeing Traditional Chinese Medicine so fallen, he still felt sad.

However, his medical skills were far from enough to clear the name of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and now seeing An Yinan using Traditional Chinese Medicine techniques to treat the wounded, he was filled with excitement.

That young woman nodded and quickly entered the tent.

An Yinan placed a full thirty-six Silver Needles, and as she checked the pulse, she finally let out a sigh of relief.

That was close!

That child was almost beyond saving.

"Take the patient away," An Yinan raised her hand.

That young woman immediately went out to call for people, then carried the pregnant woman, who had already fallen asleep, into the large tent, which was the rest area for patients.

The snow outside was still falling, and this busyness lasted from dawn until dark.

People were constantly being carried over, and there was constant wailing and crying.

The night was so long and so dark that these people who had lost their homes did not know the road ahead.

After An Yinan arrived at the treatment area, she had been busy the whole time, and the patients had never stopped; until after ten o'clock at night, she stretched her wrists.

"Doctor An, have some porridge," that young woman said.

The young girl's name was Wang Ping, a nurse at the Northeast Military Region Hospital who used to idolize Qin Hao.

A handsome and capable doctor is always someone to be admired.

But now she admired Doctor An even more.

Doctor An's low-set brows always gave a sense of being in control; she had been busy all afternoon and hadn't even taken a sip of water, while she herself had snuck out twice to drink some.

An Yinan took the porridge bowl and said to Wang Ping, "Thank you."

Wang Ping also held a bowl of porridge; the porridge was very thin, and the rice grains were clearly visible.

"Sigh, there's no way to transport supplies here now, and food can't get in at all. The trucks can't get through, and the planes are afraid of causing secondary avalanches. With so many of us and the people in the disaster area outside, I don't know when we'll run out of food."

The little girl sighed and took a careful sip of the porridge.

An Yinan pressed her brow, a decision forming in her heart.

At night, the darkness was like ink; Zhang Qian was in charge of the military side, while Chen Xun led the rescue team outside.

Even the white snow could not reflect any light to the surroundings.

An Yinan looked at the sleeping Wang Ping beside her, took a black cotton-padded jacket from her space, and then quietly slipped out from the back of the tent.

Finding an open and clean place, she laid a thin layer of plastic on the ground and poured the rice from her space directly onto the plastic.

It was a helpless situation; she didn't have that many empty bags, and the original bags had brands and dates on them, which would probably be more alarming than supplies that appeared out of nowhere.

She laid out thin plastic in the same way, then poured out a large amount of white flour.

After doing this, she erased her tracks and snuck back into the tent.

Even in the treatment area, the military would patrol regularly, so those supplies would not be hard to find.

One hour later, General Headquarters.

"What? White flour? Rice?" Zhang Qian listened to the report in disbelief.

"Take me to see." He felt as if he hadn't slept for too long and was hallucinating.

Otherwise, why would there be rice and flour now when he had just been worrying about food?

The person reporting was also in disbelief; heaven knows how excited they were when they patrolled there and saw the snow-white mountains of flour and rice.

Zhang Qian walked to the piles of rice and flour, grabbed a handful of rice, and smelled the fragrance of the rice.

This damn thing is actually real?

"Pack up all the supplies, don't let this matter leak out. If anyone asks, just say the military supplies have arrived," Zhang Qian decided after calm deliberation.

Under the natural disaster, there could not be any disturbance.

An Yinan listened carefully to the movement outside; it was her turn to be on duty in the second half of the night. A candle was lit on the table by the tent, and the faint light illuminated the treatment tent.

It will pass!

"Tent number 5," the triage outside continued.

An Yinan pulled herself together and looked at the person being carried in; it was a little girl who was currently unconscious.

She quickly checked the little girl's body and then looked at Wang Ping, "Do you know how to perform CPR?"

Wang Ping nodded, "I do."

"I will use the Silver Needles to stimulate the acupoints, you perform CPR, quickly," An Yinan said rapidly.

Then Wang Ping began CPR, and An Yinan's Silver Needles did not stop, stimulating the little girl's acupoints.

Suffocating for too long—if she couldn't be saved now, this child would have no future.

"Again," An Yinan shouted.

Wang Ping's eyes were a bit red at this moment, and An Yinan's Silver Needles were turning one by one.

"Wuh, wah..." The little girl's crying started; at first it was just whimpering, but later it turned into loud wailing.

Wang Ping collapsed onto the ground with a thud.

An Yinan, however, held down the little girl who was trying to move around.

"Be good, Auntie has candy here. If you stay still and be good, Auntie will give you candy, okay?" An Yinan quickly pulled a piece of candy from her pocket and waved it in front of the little girl.

The little girl was crying, but she did not dare to move.

An Yinan slowly pulled out the Silver Needle, then stuffed the candy into the little girl's hand.

According to the rescue soldiers, there were a man and a woman beside this child, both pinned down by a roof beam; the two of them held on desperately, protecting this child, which was the only reason she had a glimmer of hope for survival.

How would she walk the path ahead?

This is the sorrow of humanity; in the face of nature, humans are truly too insignificant.

"Deputy Battalion Commander, it's bad. While the main team was searching and rescuing, they encountered a secondary avalanche. The team led by the Battalion Commander has lost contact."

The person who arrived said anxiously.

Zhang Qian hurriedly arranged for rescue personnel, "You must bring the main team back."

"Qin Hao, arrange for a Doctor to follow the Rescue Team on your end," Zhang Qian instructed.

At this moment, An Yinan spoke up, "I will go with them."

"Sister-in-law, I will go," Qin Hao stepped forward.

The main team was in danger, and they were too far from the medical Camp; if they were seriously injured, there would be no time for treatment.

There must be a Doctor following to be ready for rescue at any time.