"That's wonderful, wonderful!"
Yang Sen cheered excitedly and quickly stepped forward to remove the paper blankets from the dozen or so people.
Upon seeing the condition of the others, all of Yun Zhourong's lingering emotions vanished, and her eyes instantly reddened.
Without exception, all of them were emaciated, as if all the flesh on their bodies had disappeared, leaving only a layer of skin clinging to their bones.
Their bodies were all incomplete; some were missing a leg, some were missing two legs, and some were missing both a leg and a hand. Without exception, all their wounds had not healed and were bloody and quite gruesome.
Yun Zhourong covered her mouth with her hand, tears welling up in her eyes. These people were so pitiful!
Seeing her actions, the wounded soldiers all assumed that Yun Zhourong was looking down on them, and they all roared angrily, "Who wants your fake kindness? Get out of here!"
"Don't worry, I really am a doctor!" Yun Zhourong finally came to her senses and was about to run forward.
But Ji Minxiu stopped her and helped her put on a mask, saying, "When the situation is unclear, you must protect yourself first."
After that, he put it on himself and then walked over with her.
"You're covering your faces like this? If you're so disgusted, why bother putting on this act!"
The masks on their faces further provoked the wounded soldiers, who all glared angrily and uttered sarcastic remarks.
Neither Ji Minxiu nor Yun Zhourong paid any attention to this.
These people have been injured for so long and haven't received proper care, so their minds must be somewhat twisted.
Therefore, there's no point in explaining it to them. Whether it's good or bad, they'll naturally understand once they recover.
So the two of them went together to check on the wounded soldiers.
As for their harsh words, the two of them turned a deaf ear and pretended not to hear them.
At first, the wounded soldiers resisted fiercely and hurled very offensive insults.
But later on, they realized that the two were ignoring them, or perhaps they were just tired of yelling, so they all stopped talking.
Meanwhile, the two had also checked the condition of all the wounded soldiers.
The situation is far from optimistic.
Two of them are already in very weak condition, suffering from severe malnutrition and wound infection. If they do not receive prompt treatment, they will likely die soon.
Although the others are not in immediate danger of getting sick, their wounds have become infected and suppurated. They must be cleaned as soon as possible to remove the necrotic tissue and then re-bandaged in order for the wounds to heal.
Yun Zhourong looked around at the surroundings and said solemnly, "The environment here is too dirty and messy, not suitable for treating wounds and recuperating in the future. We must leave here first."
"Heh, you make it sound so easy. If we had a way out, would we still be staying here?" Upon hearing this, one of the wounded soldiers took a deep breath and said with a sneer.
"Then...then let's go to my place. It's not big, but a dozen or so people can squeeze in."
Upon hearing this, Yang Sen quickly said, "I wanted to take them home before, but they refused no matter what and even threatened to kill themselves, so I had no choice but to leave them here."
Ji Minxiu shook his head. "No, their current condition is not suitable for them to stay in a cramped environment. I will buy a house to settle them in, and you will come with me to help take care of them."
"What...what did you say?" Yang Sen's eyes widened, almost unable to believe his ears.
The wounded soldiers all looked incredulous, thinking that either Ji Minxiu was joking or they were hallucinating before they died.
“We are willing to take over and take care of you. You became like this because you were protecting the country and the people. You should not end up like this.”
After Yun Zhourong finished speaking, she got up and took out a lot of food and down jackets. "Put these clothes on and eat well. We'll go buy a house first, and we'll come to pick you up when everything is settled."
These people were almost starving, and cooking was too slow, so Yun Zhourong brought out some light-flavored instant noodles.
Having not eaten for so long, she didn't dare let them eat too well; they just had plain food.
Yet, over such a simple meal, these dignified men, who were not afraid to go to the battlefield, shed tears.
"We...haven't felt this warm in so long..."
"This noodle...is really delicious..."
"I'm afraid I'm going to die. Is this a dream before I die?"
"..."
The wounded soldiers were clearly starving, but they ate the noodles very slowly, as if they were afraid that if they ate them all at once, there would be none left.
The sight brought a pang of sadness to both Ji Minxiu and Yun Zhourong.
But he didn't say anything more and hurried outside to find a house.
Qiongzhou was originally a poor and desolate place, and with the added cold disaster, there are now far fewer people living in the vicinity of Yazhou Army, and many houses are empty.
However, those houses had all been damaged by the weight of the snow and were no longer habitable.
After searching for a long time, they finally found a house that met their requirements. The price was incredibly cheap, and the seller even offered to exchange it for grain if possible.
This was actually a better option for Ji Minxiu and his group, and they readily handed over the food.
After the house was handed over, the two rented many donkey carts and headed to the dilapidated temple.
Because a lot of time had been wasted in the middle, it was already dark when we returned to the dilapidated temple. It was quiet, with only the flickering firelight proving that people were still there.
Ji Minxiu's flashlight shone in, the blinding light causing everyone in the dilapidated temple to instinctively squint.
"Young Master Ji, Madam Ji, you've really come..."
Upon seeing them approach, Yang Sen, who had been squatting by the fire, immediately stood up with delight.
"They're back...they really are back..."
The wounded soldiers were also taken aback, and their previously numb expressions finally showed signs of emotion.
They couldn't believe that, in such dire circumstances, besides Yang Sen, anyone else would be willing to take in these good-for-nothings.
"Of course, I can't go back on my word."
After Ji Minxiu finished speaking, he had people help move the wounded soldiers onto the cart.
"Young master, you are such a kind person!"
"Yes, good people will surely be rewarded!"
"..."
After helping to get the wounded soldier to his house, the coachmen couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
"Then I'll take your kind words with me." Ji Minxiu smiled and bowed in thanks.
Having stayed in the Dasheng Dynasty for a long time, his behavior and mannerisms have been assimilated in many ways.
After the coachman left, Ji Minxiu instructed the three male servants he had bought to wash the soldiers' bodies.
Yun Zhourong is, after all, a woman, which presents many inconveniences. As for Ji Minxiu, it's best to forget about him doing this kind of servant work; he simply can't do it.
While the soldiers were being cleansed, Ji Minxiu called Yang Sen over and handed him something.
"This is?"
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