Guo Xiuying put down her things, stealthily standing to one side, quietly watching Feng Qingxue exhibit her first aid technique.
Surprise, undisguised, shown in Guo Xiuying’s eyes.
She had tested Feng Qingxue before, but only on aspects of traditional Chinese medicine and regular treatment, never hearing Feng Qingxue claiming her proficiency in battlefield first aid.
The techniques Feng Qingxue was using right now were clearly battlefield first aid!
Feng Qingxue was indeed arranged as a healthcare officer against the usual standards. All other onlooking medical staff froze, just like Guo Xiuying, because Feng Qingxue’s first aid techniques were extremely proficient - how to stop the bleeding, how to bandage, how to ventilate, how to immobilize fractures, how to carry injured persons, how to conduct air raid rescues, and so on - she did everything just right.
Among them, she talked about, rather than demonstrated, how to carry the injured because she was currently pregnant and there was no one helping with carrying the injured.
How could this be possible? She had never been on a battlefield, yet she knew battlefield first aid techniques?
Wang Sanbao suddenly grabbed Feng Qingxue’s hand that was demonstrating the pressure method to stop bleeding, eagerly asking, "Who taught you all these first aid methods?" A few techniques were indeed unprecedented and unheard of to her. Although she was uncertain about their specific effects, she, as the faux casualty, could distinctly feel that they were quite effective.
Guo Xiuying, along with the other medical staff, were looking at Feng Qingxue, unable to conceal their surprise.
Feng Qingxue thought for a moment and answered, "Some I learned while attending physician training. It lasted three months and I was taught a bit of every department. Some others, no one taught me. I figured them out myself. Depending on the various conditions of injury, I can always figure something out."
She couldn’t very well reveal that she came from the 21st century, with her studies encompassing the valuable experiences gathered by countless doctors from decades of research and clinical trials, as if she was standing on the shoulders of giants.
She was extremely grateful that she had bought loads of books when she was preparing, and now, she was using a great lot of them.
When she felt she might become an army doctor, Feng Qingxue quietly found all the medical books in her space. She had sorted all of them out when she was studying medicine. The only difference was that she read more about traditional Chinese medicine and common ailments before, and recently, she was reading books on trauma first aid, focusing on practicing the six major techniques of battlefield first aid.
She always believed one should not enter a battle unprepared. To gain attention from above, she had to show real skills first.
In the beginning, she prepared thoroughly to face the approaching apocalypse. She indeed studied first aid methods from professional doctors, just like learning postures from professional martial arts experts.
"You come teach me!" Wang Sanbao got up and asked a medical corpsman to lie on the bed. "Comrade Qingxue, please come show me the first aid methods you just demonstrated. There are several that I’ve never seen before. You teach me, and I can study them further, combining them with experimental results. The troops are always training, hardly is there a day when nobody gets hurt. If the experiments show these methods are better than what we currently know, then all medical personnel must learn them and we can even promote them nationwide! If our first aid methods are more effective, we could save many soldiers’ lives, or at the very least, delay their deaths, buying time to send them to the rear for treatment."