The soldiers knew that their captain was embarrassed, so they turned their backs and pulled Qin aside, asking him to draw the transportation route.
Song Yun had already seen the hole in Qi Mo Nan's military uniform at the waist and abdomen, with dark stains around the hole that were obviously stained with blood.
"Undress quickly." Song Yun reached into her bag to feel something out, but in fact she took out an aluminum box from the storage compartment, which contained alcohol, cotton wool, tweezers and other items for disinfection.
When Qi Monan saw that she was nervous about herself, he felt as sweet as honey in his heart. His face felt hot as fire when he took off his clothes. Fortunately, it was night and no one could see it.
The wound on Qi Mo Nan's waist and abdomen was about seven or eight feet long, with the skin and flesh rolled up, and the blood and clothes stuck together. It must have been very painful when torn open. She saw Qi Mo Nan take a breath, but didn't say a word.
"Just tell me if it hurts. There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Song Yun took out an alcohol cotton swab to clean Qi Mo Nan's wound. After cleaning the wound, she applied homemade trauma powder to it and then bandaged it with a bandage.
She was always efficient in her work, and the whole thing took her no more than ten minutes.
"Okay, get dressed. Leave it like this for now. We'll go to the hospital to suture it after I get back." She also knew how to suture, but she had nothing in her hands, so she could only bandage it temporarily.
Qi Mo Nan said, "It's okay, I don't feel much pain anymore."
Song Yun packed up the aluminum box and looked at him, "Don't be so stubborn. If the wound gets infected, you will be in trouble."
Qi Menan smiled in his heart and said, with you here, what do I have to fear?
On the other side, Captain Qin had already drawn a rough route for transporting the cultural relics. A soldier saw that Qi Mo Nan had bandaged his wound and hurriedly took it over.
Qi Mo'nan looked at the map carefully with a flashlight, and Song Yun also came over to take a look. She looked directly at the final shipping port, and it was not Yungang, which was closest to Nanshi, but Hugang, which was thousands of miles away.
Song Yun and Qi Mo'nan looked at each other. Neither of them could completely trust this boss Qin. However, based on the conversation between Xu Ping and his companions, they could be sure that this batch of goods was shipped to Gang City.
If such a batch of cultural relics is to be transported to a port city, it is impossible to do so by land and can only be transported by sea, so the final stop must be a port.
After a brief discussion, the two decided to inform the military headquarters after going down the mountain and ask them to report the matter to the various military regions, and then each military region would send personnel to the nearest ports to set up checkpoints and strictly inspect the recent outbound goods.
Even if it alerts the enemy, at least the things can be kept in the country temporarily.
After determining the route, Song Yun, Qi Monan and their group immediately left Xiqin Mountain and went down the mountain along the secret route used to transport the cultural relics.
By the time they walked out of Xiqin Mountain, the sky had already brightened and the tire tracks on the dirt road were clearly visible.
"It's a donkey cart." Qi Mo Nan said after checking, "At least one donkey cart."
There were not only wheel marks on the ground, but also donkey footprints and donkey dung.
Song Yun looked at Qin Baotou and keenly noticed that there was a hint of sarcasm and mockery on Qin Baotou's face that he had not yet restrained.
Song Yun walked up to Qin Baotou and asked with a half-smile, "Are you very proud? Do you think your plan is perfect and flawless?"
Qin Baotou is short, shorter than Song Yun, so if he wants to look Song Yun in the eye, he has to look up.
The sarcasm and mockery on the old man's face had completely disappeared, revealing a confused expression. "What did you say?"
Song Yun, "I guess there will be a fork in the road after a while. A donkey cart will have at least three routes, right?"
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