Her words were like a warm current that passed on to everyone present. They were full of trust and gratitude towards Wang Xiaolan.
Wang Xiaolan and Zhao Lihan carried Liu Xiujuan into the cave next door. They saw that the cave had been cleaned up by Zhao Lihan.
Zhao Lihan looked at Wang Xiaolan with a guilty look on his face, his tone full of apology: "I'm so sorry, Xiaolan, this is a cave after all, and the conditions are indeed limited. I collected these things bit by bit from various caves, and I don't know if they can be used."
Wang Xiaolan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and comforted him, "Li Han, don't say that. In such a difficult environment, you can still find these things, which is already very impressive. We don't need your help here for now. Go get some food and replenish the energy of those injured."
After saying this, Wang Xiaolan secretly winked at Zhao Lihan, who immediately understood. He knew that Wang Xiaolan meant for him to go to the space to get some simple food and bring some spiritual spring water, because spiritual spring water is very effective in healing the wounded.
After receiving Wang Xiaolan's hint, Zhao Lihan walked out of the cave and went to the space.
The cave was still illuminated by pine needle oil, which was dim and spilled on the ground. Several wounded people were sitting or lying, some with bandages on their bodies, and some with painful expressions on their faces.
Zhao Lihan carefully walked into the cave with the food in his hands. His steps were very light, for fear of waking up the injured comrades. When he walked in front of them, the wounded's eyes were focused on the food in his hands, which was some simple dry food and water.
Zhao Lihan looked at the wounded, his heart aching. He knew they had endured hunger and pain for many days in this harsh environment. He said softly, "Everyone must be hungry. Come, have something to eat."
The wounded looked at Zhao Lihan with gratitude. One of them said, "Comrade Zhao, please put the food on the ground. We can just lie down and eat it. This is how we ate before you came."
Zhao Lihan was shocked when he heard this. He felt very uncomfortable. Doesn't this make them lose all dignity? He stared at them with wide eyes in disbelief. He couldn't imagine that they had to eat in this posture every day. It was an insult to them. He was so angry that he wanted to find these enemies and kill them one by one.
At this time, Zhao Lihan was still right. The most urgent thing now was to let the wounded in front of him have a good meal. He hurriedly said: "No, you are my comrades-in-arms. How can I bear to watch you eat like this? I can't do it!" His voice trembled a little.
Zhao Lihan took the food in his hand without hesitation, walked to each wounded soldier, and fed them personally. His movements were gentle and delicate, as if these wounded soldiers were his relatives.
The wounded were so moved that their eyes were filled with tears. They didn't expect that Zhao Lihan, a grown man, could be so thoughtful and considerate.
As they chewed their food, they thought about the inhumane treatment they had received over the past few days. Tears welled up in their eyes, and they choked several times, unable to swallow the food they had in their mouths. Zhao Lihan, a caring person, immediately brought them some spiritual spring water and asked them to drink it.
On Wang Xiaolan's side, she used acupuncture to put Liu Xiujuan into a coma, and she managed to get everything done.
Then they sent Liu Xiujuan into the space. The operating room in the space had already been prepared for them.
With the robot's assistance, Wang Xiaolan took a deep breath and carefully began to work on Liu Xiujuan's severed limbs. Her movements were gentle and precise, as if she were performing a delicate surgery. Every step was carefully considered, and every action was imbued with care and responsibility for the patient.
After much effort, Wang Xiaolan finally succeeded in reattaching all of Liu Xiujuan's limbs and carefully applied plaster to stabilize them. Although the whole process was long and arduous, she never slacked off.
Four hours passed, and Wang Xiaolan looked at her masterpiece with a sense of accomplishment. However, she knew this was only the first step. Next, she needed to get Liu Xiujuan back to health as quickly as possible.
Wang Xiaolan then retrieved a special liquid medicine from her space. This medicine, meticulously formulated by her, possessed powerful healing properties. She slowly injected it into Liu Xiujuan's body through her blood vessels, allowing it to flow through her bloodstream to every part of her body.
As the medicine was injected, a blush began to appear on Liu Xiujuan's face, which made Wang Xiaolan feel a little relieved. She knew that this was a sign that the medicine was starting to work.
Wang Xiaolan, whose expression had been tense, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the transformation in Liu Xiujuan, she felt a surge of hope. With Liu Xiujuan's success as a role model, Wang Xiaolan gained valuable experience, which provided her with powerful methods and confidence for treating other injured patients.
Only then did Wang Xiaolan walk out of the space with peace of mind and come to the side of the wounded. At this time, Zhao Lihan had just finished feeding them.
When he saw Wang Xiaolan come in, he asked with concern, "Was the operation successful?"
Wang Xiaolan smiled and said, "Very successful. In two hours, please help me carry her inside!"
Zhao Lihan looked at Wang Xiaolan with admiration on his face. He wanted to hug his wife, but in front of so many people, he tried hard to control his emotions.
Then, turning around and looking at the wounded, he said in a calm voice, "Everyone, I have good news for you. There is hope for your amputated limbs. Comrade Liu's leg has just been successfully reattached."
He paused briefly, then continued, "This is all thanks to the superb medical skills of our Doctor Wang. With his previous successful experience, you will definitely have no problems."
Before he had even finished speaking, the wounded soldiers erupted in excitement, shattering the somewhat subdued atmosphere. Their faces lit up with disbelief, and some were so moved that tears welled up in their eyes.
"We are saved..."
At this moment, a girl with big eyes, short hair and a baby face shouted excitedly: "Great! We are saved! At least when we go back, we won't cause too much trouble to our families!" Her voice was full of joy and hope, as if a huge rock pressing on her heart had finally been removed.
Wang Xiaolan smiled at the wounded and said, "Thankfully, this refrigerator-like hole preserved your severed limbs intact, preventing them from rotting. This gives us the opportunity to reattach them. God is truly merciful."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com