Chapter 357: A Little Tenderness]
Zhong Jun carefully picked out the broken hair and gravel from the boy's head wound, and then carefully cleaned, disinfected and sutured it.
Every stitch and every thread had to be paid attention to, so her movements were very slow.
As for Ye Qingyue, Zhong Jun didn't pay much attention. Since the female team member said that the child's legs had been pressed for two days, Ye Qingyue cut open the pants. When she saw the child's legs, she knew that she couldn't save it.
Zhong Jun put this matter aside and concentrated on sewing the child's head.
If the legs can't be saved, at least the life should be saved, right?
After she worked hard to sew the boy's head, she finally distracted her attention and noticed that there was some noise.
"Qingyue, you..."
Zhong Jun found that Ye Qingyue was still squatting beside the boy's legs. Thinking that she was not giving up, she was about to speak.
But just as she opened her mouth, she suddenly found something wrong.
The boy's leg, which was purple and showed signs of necrosis, has now mostly recovered to normal!
As for the red and swollen part, that is where the fracture is.
Zhong Jun's eyes widened, and he was speechless for a while.
"Director Zhong, are you done there?"
Ye Qingyue raised her head and met Zhong Jun's surprised eyes. She calmly raised the bottle of medicinal wine that had been used up and said, "Your medicinal wine is really effective."
Zhong Jun: "???" Can the medicinal wine she brought still cure the leg that was on the verge of necrosis? ? ?
How could she not know!
"This leg is saved."
Ye Qingyue said, "I also connected the fractured part. Director Zhong, please help fix it. I'm a little tired."
She was almost at her limit.
"Okay... okay."
Zhong Jun was still a little dazed. While fixing and bandaging the boy, she glanced at the empty bottle of medicinal wine from time to time.
Is her medicinal wine really that powerful?
Not only did it quickly reduce the swelling of Ye Qingyue's sprained foot, but it could also cure the boy's leg that was on the verge of necrosis?
Zhong Yun's worldview was shocked.
At this time, the rescue team members and Huo Qingchi's brothers couldn't help but come over, squatting beside the waterproof cloth and asked: "Doctor, are you selling this medicinal wine?"
"It doesn't matter if the price is a bit high, we can afford it!"
"Doctor, I'll go back and talk to the people above and buy a large amount of medicinal wine from you, okay?"
Zhong Yun: "..."
She came here to help with disaster relief, how did she become a salesperson?
"You can buy medicinal wine from the First Hospital in Beijing."
Zhong Jun finally gave a more official reply. After bandaging the boy and having someone lift him onto a stretcher to keep him warm, he quietly put away the empty bottle of medicinal wine.
This bottle of medicinal wine seemed to be different from the ones she had made before, so let's put it away first.
Zhong Jun didn't know that Ye Qingyue had really "emptied" this bottle of medicinal wine for safety reasons.
When Zhong Jun took the bottle back to Beijing to check how it was different from the usual medicinal wine, he found that not a single drop of medicinal wine could be made.
This is a later story.
Earthquake disaster area.
The unconscious boy was carried away by the rescue team on a stretcher.
The female team member only had a broken hand, so she didn't need to be carried.
Ye Qingyue had a head injury, and because she didn't get enough rest, she was now walking in deep and shallow places.
Unfortunately, the rescue team didn't have any extra bearers.
Ye Qingyue said, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."
"But..."
The young male team member who was talking to Ye Qingyue looked at the gauze on her head, "Doctor, how about this, I..."
"Qingyue."
The male team member didn't finish his words, and saw the strange man who led the team to rescue people before walking over.
He squatted in front of Ye Qingyue, saying words sparingly, "Get up."
The male team member widened his eyes: "!!!" These were the words he hadn't finished saying just now!
With the male team member's resentful expression as if someone had gotten there first, Ye Qingyue lay on the man's back, "Okay."
The man stood up with her on his back.
Ye Qingyue asked, "Qingchi, am I heavy?"
Huo Qingchi said, "If you hadn't spoken just now, I wouldn't have known you were on my back."
Ye Qingyue smiled and hugged his neck tightly.
The onlookers: “…”
It was like walking on the street and suddenly someone stuffed a mouthful of dog food into it.
Disgusting, disgusting!
Huo Qingchi’s younger brothers were stunned and had goosebumps all over their bodies.
Is this still their boss who suffers from romantic allergy and who would immediately roll his eyes and say coldly to a beautiful woman who wanted to sit next to him to toast: “This is someone else’s seat, please change to another one.”
It turns out that the boss is not allergic to romance, he is only romantic to the woman he loves!
Ye Qingyue noticed that people around were looking at her and Huo Qingchi, but she didn’t care at all.
This is her man, what’s wrong with hugging him and saying a few nice words?
Ye Qingyue lay on Huo Qingchi’s back openly, and the man’s broad back gave her a sense of security.
The mountain road was difficult to walk on and was shaky.
It was like a baby lying in a cradle.
The carefree feeling of returning to the beginning made Ye Qingyue close her eyes unconsciously and fall asleep.
At first, no one noticed that Ye Qingyue was asleep, and they were talking and laughing there.
Huo Qingchi suddenly said, "Let's talk after we get back to the camp. Everyone save your energy. There are other disaster victims who have not been rescued and are waiting for everyone." When
everyone thought of the people who were still trapped, their expressions became serious and they stopped talking.
After a while, Zhong Jun saw Ye Qingyue who was sleeping soundly.
Zhong Jun: "..." You kid, are you actually afraid that others will disturb Qingyue's sleep?
Young people.
Zhong Jun was a little amused, but did not expose Huo Qingchi's little thoughts.
When the group returned to the camp, the villagers surrounded them enthusiastically, wanting to thank the rescue team and Ye Qingyue.
After discovering that Ye Qingyue was so tired that she fell asleep, the originally noisy camp slowly became quiet.
After returning to the camp, the rescue teams who were tired for a few days also hurried to find a place to sleep.
The camp, which was usually noisy, was quieter than usual.
This is the little tenderness of the disaster-stricken people to these heroes who worked hard to rescue.
...
Ye Qingyue slept for more than ten hours this time. During this period, she vaguely felt that the system reminded her in her mind that her body's immunity was declining, whether to inject medicine to prevent infection and high fever.
She replied to the system in her heart and followed its actions, and then fell into a deep sleep again.
Ye Qingyue didn't wake up until late at night.
She opened her eyes and saw the pitch-black tent roof.
After a few seconds, Ye Qingyue realized that she was not sleeping in a large tent temporarily built in the camp, but in a small tent.
The mattress and quilt were thick, comfortable and warm.
But where did this tent come from?
When Ye Qingyue first came to the camp, she had never seen such a tent built alone.
"Cough..."
After thinking for a few seconds, Ye Qingyue couldn't help coughing.
She didn't know how long she had slept, and her throat was dry and itchy.
Ye Qingyue just coughed, and then she heard the sound of the zipper of the tent being unzipped. She looked towards the tent entrance vigilantly, and a figure came in with the light behind her. She couldn't see the face clearly, but the blurred outline had allowed Ye Qingyue to recognize the other person, and her vigilance disappeared.
"Qingchi... cough cough..."
Ye Qingyue's throat was so uncomfortable that she couldn't help coughing when she spoke.
"Don't talk yet, drink some water."
Huo Qingchi helped her sit up, picked up a big red old-fashioned thermos from the entrance of the tent, pulled out the cork, and poured the warm boiled water that was just edible into the enamel jar. He carefully held Ye Qingyue in his arms with one hand to let her lean on him, and held the enamel jar with the other hand to feed her water.