The most acute shortage in the disaster area was medical personnel. Upon their arrival, they were immediately taken to the designated location. With no time to even catch their breath, they were urgently thrust into work.
At first, the team leader didn’t think much of Yunyi, but after seeing her agile and skilled techniques, he no longer dared to underestimate her.
They worked tirelessly deep into the night, their team not yet having had a chance to eat a single meal or drink a sip of water. Follow current novᴇls on novel-fire.ɴet
Yunyi had just finished treating a patient with an arm injury when she heard someone in the next tent exclaim, "What do we do? The bleeding won’t stop!"
Outside that tent, she heard a person crying, "Please, save him! He’s still so young."
Then, a doctor’s voice, choked with emotion, replied, "It’s not that we won’t save him. The bleeding truly can’t be stopped."
Moved by the woman’s desolate cries outside and remembering she too was a mother, Yunyi quickly rushed to the neighboring tent. "Doctor Zhang, let me see if I can help stop the bleeding," she offered, already pulling her pack of silver needles from her pocket.
Initially, Doctor Zhang suspected Yunyi was just trying to show off. If I, with over a decade of medical experience, can’t handle this, how could a greenhorn like her possibly succeed? he thought dismissively. "Comrade Chu, this is no time for such antics," he warned.
Yunyi had already assessed the wound, determining it had struck a major artery. "What is a doctor’s sacred duty? And why are we here in this disaster area?" she retorted, her hands already moving. "Please, choose your words carefully." Even as she spoke, her silver needles were rapidly finding their mark in the acupoints around the wound.
Just then, Doctor Zhang’s assistant noticed the patient’s bleeding slowly subsiding. "Heavens, it’s actually stopped!" he exclaimed.
Doctor Zhang saw it too, his eyes widening in astonishment. A wave of chagrin washed over him, and his face burned with embarrassment. Indeed, there was always someone better out there,
Yunyi, naturally, didn’t hold it against him. "I understand how you feel," she said. "In this patient’s case, not only was a major artery hit, but his underlying physical condition also played a part. The bleeding has stopped, so you should stitch up the wound to be safe."
Doctor Zhang raised no objections and quickly sutured the wound. Only then did Yunyi carefully pack away her silver needles and leave the tent.
The woman outside must have seen Yunyi’s intervention through the tent’s small window. Upon seeing Yunyi emerge, she immediately knelt. "Doctor, thank you."
Yunyi didn’t even have time to help her up. "Please, get up. I accept your gratitude," she said while already moving. Turning to her assistant, she called, "Next patient."
The woman understood that for Yunyi, every second counted. After making a deep bow towards the tent, she murmured softly, "Thank you for saving my son."
After three grueling days and nights of non-stop medical work, even with the boosting effect of her Spatial Water, Yunyi’s body was reaching its limit.
After treating a pregnant woman, Yunyi, depleted of strength, nearly collapsed. Someone nearby urged, "Doctor Chu, you should rest for a bit. You can’t go on !"
Yunyi knew she couldn’t go on. If she pushed herself further, she feared a lapse in concentration might lead to a mistake. "Alright," she conceded, "I’ll rest for an hour. But make sure to wake me when the time’s up."
Their designated resting area was just next door. Upon entering, she fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.
An hour later, the assistant was hesitant to wake her because the team leader had repeatedly emphasized that everyone needed at least three hours of sleep per day. However, a critically injured patient had just been brought in, already in shock from excessive blood loss. The chief surgeon specifically requested Yunyi’s assistance for the operation, leaving the assistant no choice but to go in and wake her.