The smoke of battle gradually cleared, leaving the battlefield thick with the pungent smell of blood and burning. Shen Qingchen stood tall, yet his fatigue and dishevelment were hard to conceal. His armor was battered and tattered, with blood stains still lingering in several places, testament to his desperate struggle with the enemy. Jiang Zhi's hair was similarly disheveled, his face pale, and his clothes, drenched in sweat, clung tightly to his body.
Everyone was sitting or lying down, the groans of pain from the wounded echoing one after another. Jiang Zhi took a deep breath and forced herself to concentrate. Her clear eyes were now filled with determination and focus. She quickly directed those who could still move to gather herbs and medical supplies, setting up a makeshift medical tent in a corner of the battlefield.
She first tended to the wounds of the seriously injured, her slender fingers deftly moving between the wound and the bandage, stopping the bleeding, cleaning the wound, and suturing it. Each movement was precise and swift. Although beads of sweat covered her forehead and dripped down her cheeks onto the wounds of the injured, she was unaware of it, her eyes remaining focused and calm.
Shen Qingchen watched Jiang Zhi busy at work, his heart filled with heartache and admiration. He turned and gathered the uninjured or less seriously injured people and began to arrange the follow-up recovery work. "You guys, go find a water source nearby and make sure everyone has enough clean water to drink." "You, check the camp's defenses. Although the enemy has been repelled, we must not let our guard down." His voice was hoarse but revealed unquestionable majesty, and everyone followed his orders and left.
Inside the medical tent, Jiang Zhi encountered an ally who was seriously injured. A deep gash had been opened in his abdomen by the enemy's sharp blade, and blood was constantly gushing out, his life was in danger. Jiang Zhi frowned tightly, she knew that the treatment of this wound could not afford any mistakes. She first carefully cleaned the wound with a potion made from herbal medicine to remove the blood stasis and impurities inside. Every wipe made the wounded tremble in pain, but she could only comfort him softly: "Bear with it, it will be fine soon." After cleaning, she picked up the needle and thread, took a deep breath, and began to sew up the wound. Her hands were as steady as a rock, and each stitch was tight and even, as if she was performing an extremely delicate operation. Finally, the wound was sutured, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.
On Shen Qingchen's side, a water source was found. He personally supervised the purification and distribution of water, ensuring that every wounded soldier had access to clean water. At the same time, he organized the construction of more tents to provide a place for everyone to rest. He also arranged a rotation system so that the tired soldiers could take turns to rest and recover their strength.
As night fell, a bonfire lit in the camp. Jiang Zhi was still busy in the tent, brewing a medicinal soup that would help the wounded recover. The rich aroma of the medicine filled the entire camp. Shen Qingchen walked into the tent, looked at the exhausted Jiang Zhi, and said softly, "You should rest for a while too. You've been busy for a long time." Jiang Zhi shook her head: "I can't rest yet. There are still many wounded who need to be taken care of." Shen Qingchen sighed helplessly. He knew that he couldn't persuade Jiang Zhi, so he could only silently accompany her, handing her herbs and helping her.
With everyone's concerted efforts, the wounded's condition gradually stabilized. Color gradually returned to their faces, and they began to chat and laugh. Shen Qingchen watched this scene with a heart filled with relief. He knew that although the battle was won, they had also paid a heavy price. And now, watching everyone gradually recover, he felt the joy of victory and the power of teamwork. This power allowed them to bravely move forward in the face of any difficulties.
After several days and nights of meticulous care, most of the wounded had recovered. Life in the camp gradually returned to normal, and everyone began some simple training to strengthen their physiques and prepare for the challenges ahead. Jiang Zhi finally had time to rest. She lay down in the tent and fell into a deep sleep. Shen Qingchen stayed by her side, watching her peaceful sleeping face, his heart filled with love.
In the process of healing and recovery, Shen Qingchen and Jiang Zhi supported each other, and their feelings became deeper in these little bits and pieces. They knew that the road ahead was still long, but as long as they walked hand in hand, nothing could stop them from moving forward.
The author has something to say:
This chapter focuses on the post-battle healing and recovery process. Through detailed portrayals of Jiang Zhi treating the wounded and Shen Qingchen arranging follow-up tasks, we showcase their post-battle efforts and dedication. We hope readers will feel the team's cohesion in the face of adversity and the deepening bonds between the protagonists. Every hardship is a test for them, and through these trials, they continue to grow and become stronger. Thank you for your continued support and companionship. Let us look forward to more exciting stories from them in the future.
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