"That would be perfect."
Yi Shuihan expressed his gratitude.
Xiao Qingyin turned to Ji Yunhua: "Could you please tell my maternal grandmother for me?"
Ji Yunhua nodded and added, "Be careful."
"good."
Yi Shuihan gave the white horse to Xiao Qingyin.
"You go to the pharmacy first, I'll arrange a vehicle."
"OK."
Upon arriving at the pharmacy, Xiao Qingyin had all the prepared wound medicines packed up and also temporarily added some herbs to dispel cold and warm the body.
After being loaded into the carriage sent by Yi Shuihan, they rode horses to the epicenter.
The disaster situation here is much more severe than in the capital.
The ground was cracked in several places, and there were broken walls and ruins everywhere; not a single house could be seen standing.
Under the cover of night, torches and mournful cries filled the air.
Those who escaped the calamity knelt on the ruins, desperately trying to find their loved ones.
Soldiers in full military uniforms moved among the crowd, assisting in the search and rescue efforts.
Xiao Qingyin sat on her horse and observed for a while before finding Yi Shuihan by a willow tree.
He and Yi San had just carried an injured villager to the foot of a tree.
Xiao Qingyin spurred her horse over.
"Call everyone over, I'll give them some training."
Yi Shuihan looked puzzled.
"You can't save people like this; it could easily cause secondary injuries."
Xiao Qingyin dismounted and pointed to the villagers who had just been carried over.
“For someone with a back injury like his, you can’t lift him with your bare hands; you need to move him using a rigid board.”
Upon hearing this, Yi Shuihan immediately realized that although the Fifth Battalion of the South had rich combat experience, it was severely lacking in rescue experience.
They immediately gathered their forces to listen to Xiao Qingyin share her search and rescue experience.
After listening, they divided the people into two groups.
One team was responsible for rescue, and the other team was responsible for treatment.
The former was coordinated by him, while the latter was arranged by Xiao Qingyin.
The soldiers who participated in the treatment had all previously learned wound suturing from Xiao Qingyin.
The rescue efficiency improved significantly, and order was restored.
Yi Shuihan said gratefully, "We really owe you a lot this time."
“You’re welcome,” Xiao Qingyin said, looking at the soldiers who were struggling to lift beams and move bricks. “If we had search and rescue dogs, we could find people much faster.”
"Search and rescue dogs?"
“You probably don’t have specially trained search and rescue dogs. You could try using hunting dogs.”
For the first time, Yi Shuihan realized that dogs could serve this purpose besides guarding the house and hunting.
Xiao Qingyin's words undoubtedly opened the door to a new world for him.
He later specially trained a group of military dogs, which helped the Fifth Battalion of the South achieve great victories and were revered by the people of Da Xi as "divine dogs".
That's all for the future.
He thought it was a good idea and had someone bring over a few hunting dogs.
Two of them were quick learners and soon understood their instructions, helping to find people.
The soldiers followed the sound and dug, quickly finding the person buried underneath.
The rescue efficiency more than doubled.
Yi Shuihan became even more interested in Xiao Qingyin's background.
What kind of country could possibly produce such outstanding spies?
He looked at Xiao Qingyin, who was directing the medical team, his eyes filled with curiosity.
"Brother! Brother, say something!"
A frightened and bewildered young voice rang out.
Yi Shuihan turned his head and saw a little girl, about six or seven years old, kneeling beside a teenager, shaking his arm vigorously.
The boy lay motionless on the ground with his eyes closed, clearly dead.
An old woman nearby tried to cover the boy with a burlap sack, but the little girl waved her hand to stop her.
"My brother is just asleep, he'll wake up!"
Xiao Qingyin heard the commotion and came over.
She knelt down and checked the boy's breathing and pulse.
The boy had stopped breathing, and there was no pulse.
But thinking of a possibility, she said to the old lady, "Bring some water over."
"oh oh."
The old woman followed her instructions blankly, found an earthenware pot, and scooped a pot of water from the river.
Xiao Qingyin cleaned the dirt from the boy's mouth and nose, broke off a willow branch, dipped it in the water from the earthenware pot, and sprinkled it on the boy's face.
The surrounding villagers watched her movements in bewilderment.
Yi Wu leaned closer and asked his master, "Is Miss Xiao...performing a ritual?"
Yi Shuihan glanced at him sideways.
You ask me? Who should I ask?
Xiao Qingyin continued to sprinkle water, and after about fifteen minutes, the boy's chest suddenly began to rise and fall.
He suddenly opened his eyes wide and began to breathe heavily.
The little girl's face was full of surprise.
"Brother, you're finally awake!"
She grabbed the boy's neck and burst into tears.
"I was so scared just now, I thought you would never wake up again."
The boy hugged her and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm alright."
The old lady was stunned.
It took me a long time to find my voice.
"He...he was definitely not breathing just now, I checked!"
"This is suffocation caused by being buried underground for a long time."
Xiao Qingyin replied.
She looked at everyone and said, "If you dig out someone who isn't breathing, don't rush to cover them with a cloth. Clean their mouth and nose, sprinkle some water on them, and they might come back to life."
The crowd still couldn't grasp the underlying principle, and continued to look at Xiao Qingyin and the jar in her hand with a sense of reverence.
It was as if she were Guanyin Bodhisattva, the savior from suffering, and that jar was Guanyin's jade bottle.
If Yi Shuihan hadn't spoken up in time, they would have all knelt down and kowtowed.
"Did you all hear that? Quickly remove the burlap sack that was covering you earlier."
Fearing that Yi Shuihan would blame them, people took action one after another.
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