Song Yun turned to Song Ziyi and said, "Bring me my bag and water bottle."

Song Ziyi turned around and ran towards Song Yun's house.

Qi Mo Nan also went back to the house, put on his military uniform, and took a water bottle with him, intending to go with Song Yun.

Ji Yuanhui and Si Feng were just washing up. When they came out after finishing their work, Song Yun was already asleep. She was very upset as she had missed another opportunity to see a patient.

Yang Lifen found it funny and persuaded her, "Xiao Yun, as long as you come here, there will be many opportunities for such visits. There will definitely be one tomorrow as well."

Ji Yuanhui finally accepted it. "Tomorrow I'm going to tell Xiaoyun that no matter where she goes for medical consultations, she must take me with her."

On the other side, Song Yun and Qi Monan each rode a bicycle towards Xiaoxi Village. Qi Monan was riding with the old lady on the back seat. The old lady had probably never ridden a bicycle before, and she was terrified all the way, her face pale with fear, but she gritted her teeth and persisted, closing her eyes and not daring to look at the road, holding on to the seat tightly.

The two men tied flashlights to the front of the bike for lighting, but the road was not very smooth, so they couldn't ride fast, just a little faster than walking on the road.

At eleven o'clock, they arrived at Xiaoxi Village. Qi Mo'nan asked the old lady to get out of the car and lead the way, and the two of them pushed the cart and followed behind.

The old lady's legs were weak at first, but they soon recovered. She was worried about her granddaughter, so she walked quickly and brought the two of them to a house in the middle of Xiaoxi Village.

The gate to the courtyard was ajar. The old lady pushed it open and the two men pushed their bicycles in.

After parking the car, Song Yun reminded Qi Monan to lock it. No matter where you go, you must lock your car immediately and never be careless, otherwise the car may be gone if you turn around, even if it is the middle of the night.

The two men locked the car and followed the old lady to the westernmost of the adobe houses. There was a small house without even a door. There was only a movable door stop made of a few wooden sticks and straw mats.

The old lady moved the door stop aside and quietly invited Song Yun and Qi Mo Nan to come in.

Seeing the old lady speaking so cautiously, Song Yun guessed that this old lady was probably not familiar with this family before.

After the old lady entered the house, she used Song Yun's flashlight to light an oil lamp. The lamp was dim and no one knew what kind of oil it was. After it was lit, it turned into a tinder ball the size of a mung bean.

Song Yun still turned on the flashlight and walked to the only bed in the room. It was just a simple bed made of two wooden boards, with hay underneath.

A thin girl was lying on the wooden bed. The old lady had said that the girl was seventeen years old, but judging from her appearance, she looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old. She had prominent cheekbones, a sallow complexion, dry hair, and was severely malnourished.

Song Yun turned off the flashlight and put it in her bag, asking Qi Monan to help with lighting while she examined the girl.

His breathing and pulse were normal, and his body temperature was normal, as if he was asleep, but it was definitely not as simple as just sleeping.

"When did you fall into the water? How long have you been unconscious?" Song Yun asked.

The old lady said, "He fell into the water around 4:00 p.m. and has been unconscious since being rescued by villagers."

Calculating the time, I slept for about six hours, which is quite a long time.