She sold a little bit of the medicine she collected and Qin Yi took some. The rest were piled up in the whole space. The outsiders knew about this.
As soon as she heard the word "medicine", Su Yan knew that it must have come from her space.
Without waiting for the outsider to speak, she released all the medicine she could.
The medicine boxes, which took up most of the tent, were all written in foreign languages.
Old Sheng's eyes fell on his granddaughter who was still taking medicine out. He thought that for these medicines, the girl had to take risks alone abroad. At that time, she had just given birth to a child not long ago. How helpless must she have been?
The old man felt distressed again.
I don’t know how that kid is doing when he went to support Lao Qin.
Old Qin, who was being criticized by Mr. Sheng, was not feeling well.
The survivors of the Southwest Base were on their way when they encountered the earthquake. Vehicles loaded with people and supplies were driving on the winding mountain road, and the earthquake caused many vehicles to overturn down the mountain.
On the way to Arshan from Haicheng, Jiangcheng and other areas, an earthquake occurred. Qin Yi received the news almost immediately. The Southwest Base was the most severely affected. His team took people to the outbreak site as quickly as possible and rescued people all night long.
Even so, people still lost one of their three cents.
There are even more injured.
Qin Zhiyu and his son were also injured and recovered after taking human cell repair fluid.
However, 10kg of gold in a bottle is not something that the general public can afford, and the base cannot provide free services to so many people.
All the injured people took ordinary medicines, and all the medicines Qin Yi brought were used up.
Those who were not injured and could still walk had already been arranged to continue moving forward, and those left behind were those who were injured and unable to move forward.
Old Master Qin muttered to himself as he looked at the tents for the wounded built on the dilapidated earth slope.
"We have no water source in the southwest. We finally found a place with water source to relocate to, but we encountered this kind of thing halfway. God really wants to exterminate human beings. We just want to survive, why is it so difficult?"
Old Master Qin was a man who had returned from the battlefield. Death was commonplace to him. Death in battle, death in disaster relief, and death in a battle of wits and courage with the forces of darkness were all meaningful deaths.
But this is the first time that I feel so helpless when faced with so many people.
No matter how heroic Mr. Qin is, there are times when he can't hold back.
"Dad, please have some breakfast."
"Don't bother me."
This was the third time Gu Xiulin had brought breakfast to the old man but she couldn't get him to eat a bite. Noticing that the old man was in a bad mood, she didn't dare to persuade him any more and could only ask for help from Qin Yi who was busy not far away.
"I understand, Mom. You should take a break too. Just let Grandpa be alone for a while."
"Okay, be careful and I won't cause any trouble for you."
Gu Xiulin didn't dare to leave the old man alone, so she just watched from a distance.
Qin Yi had been directing the on-site rescue all night, and now he and Luo Fuan were busy treating the wounds.
Chen Dingshan was responsible for patrolling by helicopter and leading people to clear the road.
Yang Jinghui and Zhang Yuan were in charge of leading the search and rescue team. After only one night, they found that the detector had no more indications.
"Let's pack up, Lao Zhang."
"That's not right. Old Yang, do you think the detector is broken? We have participated in earthquake rescue operations before, and there were still people alive after being buried for two or three days. Can you do that now?"
Yang Jinghui could understand Zhang Yuan's doubts. No one could believe that there would be no sound after just one night.
But the detector was not broken. After experiencing such a long period of natural disasters, people's physical fitness was generally very poor. The heat and long-term lack of food and water made people really unable to withstand the torment.
"Go back, Lao Zhang."
Yang Jinghui patted Zhang Yuan on the shoulder and walked back.
Zhang Yuan just didn't want to believe it. He was not stupid and naturally knew that the instrument was not broken, but this world was broken.
When Mr. Qin and the younger generations came over, everything had already been adjusted.
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