In the medical tent, Feng Yuheng did not stop and asked Xuan Tianfeng again: "Has Sixth Brother eaten?"
Xuan Tianfeng sighed, "I've eaten..." As he spoke, he saw Feng Yuheng pick up something on the side and take a bite. He asked in confusion, "What is this?"
Feng Yuheng smiled and took out another snack from his sleeve and handed it to him: "It's a snack that can satisfy your hunger and replenish your energy. Sixth brother, try it."
How could a grown man like Xuan Tianfeng eat a girl's snack? He didn't take it, but cast his eyes on Feng Yuheng's actions, watching her roll up the sleeve of the person who came to "test blood type", and then tied a band of strange material above the elbow, tightening the person's arm, and then inserted a needle connected to a transparent tube into the flesh below the tube. The blood in the person's body flowed into the tube along the needle. After drawing out most of the blood, the tube was pulled out and put aside, and then the band on the arm was untied, the needle was pulled out, and the blood hole was pressed with a cotton swab, and the person whose blood was drawn was told to press it for a while longer.
He watched this series of procedures several times, and gradually figured out the tricks, so he took the initiative to say: "How about I help you draw blood? You eat first, I'll put the blood here, and you can go test your blood type after you finish eating." After saying that, he was afraid that Feng Yuheng would not believe him, so he quickly said: "I really can do it, if you don't believe me, just watch me try it once?"
As they were talking, a newcomer happened to sit in front of them. Hearing this, he quickly said, "Okay! Let His Royal Highness the Virtuous Prince try! Just let me try. It's just such a thin needle, it won't be a problem if I prick it a few times." Then he looked at Feng Yuheng and said, "Just now, our coworkers left the tent and said that you, the princess, have not rested in order to treat the wounded. You haven't even eaten a bite of food from morning to night. We are all thinking about you! Let His Royal Highness the Virtuous Prince try. At least we can give you a shift."
Feng Yuheng was touched. Something happened in the jade mine, and these people had relatives and friends buried there, but they did not blame her, the owner of the mine, first. Instead, they took the initiative to line up for blood type tests and prepare to donate blood, and now they are concerned about her health. As expected, people are all made of flesh and blood. If you treat him well, he will understand.
She no longer insisted, and just explained the essentials of blood drawing to Xuan Tianfeng again, and then asked Xuan Tianfeng to try to prick the man's arm once. In fact, the doctors in Baicaotang could learn to draw blood very quickly, but there were not enough people at the moment, and those ladies were busy treating external injuries. Moreover, after drawing blood, they had to test the blood type. The machine was all in English, and she didn't think anyone would be able to fiddle with it in a short time. If something went wrong, it would be a matter of life and death. .. So she didn't ask anyone to do it for her, and did everything herself.
No one in the Xuan family is too stupid, and Xuan Tianfeng's brain is even more useful. He only stabbed the man's arm twice, and he found the trick the second time and successfully drew half a tube of blood from the blood vessel.
Feng Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief and stopped being coquettish. She took the bowl of hot noodle soup that Huang Quan had just brought in and found a corner to eat. During this time, Xuan Tianfeng looked back at her, but saw that the girl's hair was a little messy, and she wiped the sweat on her forehead with her sleeve casually. She didn't have the coquettishness of aristocratic children at all. He smiled, and his decision to give up the power in the capital and come to Ji'an County to be a teacher became more determined.
Only by working with such people can one see hope for the future. This is Xuan Tianfeng's conclusion.
Princess Ji'an finally had her meal. When the news spread outside the tent, everyone was very happy and discussed not to carry the wounded in first, so as to prevent the strong smell of blood from affecting the princess' appetite.
However, Feng Yuheng ate the noodles very quickly and finished them in a short while. The wounded did not have to wait too long and soon began to carry the food into the tent again.
Some were carried in, and some were carried out. Fortunately, so far, those who were carried out were almost cured in the main medical tent and could be transferred to the ordinary medical tent. No one died due to ineffective treatment. Seeing that such serious injuries could be rescued, people could not help but admire the medical skills of Princess Ji'an and Baicaotang even more.
With Xuan Tianfeng's help, Feng Yuheng's blood test went smoothly. While testing blood types, she also conducted blood tests on people who needed blood transfusions. This took her a whole day and night.
Xuan Tianfeng wanted to persuade her to take a rest and take a nap again. People can't not eat, nor can they not sleep. But he didn't say it in the end, because the later the people were dug out, the more serious their injuries were. He knew that if the work here stopped because they wanted to rest, someone would immediately lose their life due to untimely medical treatment. Feng Yuheng treated everyone equally, and Xuan Tianfeng didn't have the habit of determining life and death based on status, so he could only speed up his actions. After drawing blood from everyone who needed to have their blood type tested, he immediately tried to learn new techniques and help do more.
However, other medical work was too professional, and he really couldn't get involved, so he didn't force himself to stay in this medical tent. There were still many things to deal with during the day, and the emotions of the families of the dead and injured also needed to be comforted. He felt that letting anyone do this job would not bring about very good results. Even Qian Fengshou could not calm the situation, and he, the prince, had to step forward.
Xuan Tianfeng took the initiative to deal with these matters. Inside the medical tent, Feng Yuheng had already personally started the operation. The infusions, injections, and medicines that were initially placed in the tent were almost used up. She took advantage of people not noticing to add some more. People were so engrossed in the operation that no one noticed when the medicine box, which was almost empty, was full again.
Outside the tent, rescue work was still going on intensely. Waves of soldiers and civilians rushed into the disaster site one after another. Fortunately, there had been no second collapse so far, and people were somewhat relieved.
At the excavation site, four men who participated in the rescue gathered together, two of whom were not too young, in their forties. As they dug, they asked, "Why did the landslide happen yesterday? Didn't we agree to wait two days until our people were evacuated before triggering the landslide? Why did we do it in advance? How come we didn't know anything about this?"
The one who spoke was one of the two older men. He frowned, stared at the other two young men with anger, and asked, "Do you know what it means to trigger a landslide in advance?"
Another middle-aged man also said: "It was clearly planned that it would be two days later. Who gave you the right to move it forward?"
The two young men said coldly without any emotion: "Of course it's the Eighth Prince. We all work for the Eighth Prince. How can we listen to others?"
"But... why?" The other two were puzzled. "Why is this happening?"
"No reason." The young man said, "Your Highness the Eighth Prince did not expect that Princess Ji'an would cause such a big commotion here. Even the Teng family was wiped out by her. Your Highness was very angry, so he decided not to wait any longer and notified us to take action in advance."
“Can’t you wait two days?” The middle-aged man threw down the shovel in his hand angrily, “Do you know that our son is still in there!”
"These are His Highness' orders. It's useless for you to argue with us. His Highness said to bring the collapse immediately, and that means immediately, no matter who is inside."
"Then what exactly do we want from working for His Highness?" The man felt a chill in his heart. "We are thinking only of His Highness the Eighth Prince. We are willing to spend all our money to support His Highness, but what do we get in return? We support him in his efforts to deal with Princess Ji'an, but this support is limited. We cannot sacrifice our son's life!"
"Yes!" Another middle-aged man also stood up, "I only have one son, he was buried in the mine, if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, I'm afraid I can't count on him in the future. If my son is gone, I'm also gone, no matter how many promises the Eighth Prince makes, we won't be able to enjoy them." He threw down the tools in his hands, turned around and left. His companions followed behind him, and the two left without saying a word, leaving the two young men standing there in a daze.
The wounds of the rescued people were getting worse and worse. Wang Lin was responsible for the preparation of rare medicinal materials for all the medical tents except Feng Yuheng's. After all, the medical staff was limited, and it was impossible to treat one person immediately after digging one out. Countless wounded people were lying outside the tent waiting in line, and each of them had a ginseng that was more than a hundred years old stuffed by Wang Lin in their mouths to keep them alive. But the ginseng was a rare treasure, and the quantity was limited. Even if it was cut into thin slices, it was not enough, and gradually it ran out.
Wang Lin had no choice but to ask Feng Yuheng for advice on what to do, to see if he could withdraw money from the account office first and then borrow some from other clinics. But he calculated that even if he collected all the old ginseng from all the clinics in Yuzhou City, there would not be many. After all, not every clinic was as wealthy as Baicaotang and could take out dozens of ginseng at once.
Feng Yuheng frowned and thought for a while after hearing this, then said, "I still have some here, wait for me to get it for you." She turned around and walked to the corner, and came to a medicine box she had placed there. The medicine box was actually a cover for herself. Whenever she wanted to take something, she would go there to get it, but in fact it was transferred out of the space.
This time, she simply searched all the ginseng in the medicine room, waited for a while, and took out more after it was automatically replenished. There were about a hundred of them, and she put them all in a bag and handed it to Wang Lin: "Take it and use it! I emphasize again, human life is important. Although ginseng is precious, it is just an ordinary thing compared to human life. Remember, even if we use up all the medicinal materials and money of Baicaotang, human life is still the first priority. As long as a person is still alive, we will save him! Use these first, and come to me for more if you don’t have enough."
Feng Yuheng actually said these words on purpose. She would never run out of ginseng with these people. She had as much as she wanted, and they were inexhaustible. She said this on purpose because several people who donated blood were about to leave the tent. She hoped that these people could convey her attitude to everyone, so that the injured waiting would not despair, and also to calm the emotions of the family members. At this time, the family members must not make trouble, because once they do, it will be out of control.
Seven days later...
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