"yes!"
The five hundred soldiers immediately sprang into action, systematically clearing the mountain stronghold and repairing the houses.
They moved carefully, trying to avoid raising too much dust, and their eyes held a mixture of wariness and pity as they looked at the refugees.
…
at the same time.
barren mountain.
As dawn broke, the thin mist had not yet completely dissipated.
On the open space in the valley opposite Linjia Village and Zhangjia Village, a group of apprentices and young medicine children from the Wilderness Medical College usually identify herbs, practice bandaging, and various first aid techniques here.
But today, the atmosphere was unusually solemn.
Tong Yiwen, the dean of the medical school, was standing at the front of the line, next to her good friend Xia Yan, and the other time travelers.
In front of them stood dozens of young people, including some little medicine boys who were only eleven or twelve years old and whose faces still showed signs of immaturity.
They were all dressed in the same blue cloth robes and wore headscarves.
Although the group of people were young, each of them had exceptionally bright and determined eyes.
Tong Yiwen cleared her throat and looked around at the young faces in front of her.
Her voice was clear and steady, carrying throughout the open space.
"Listen up! Next, we have a very important task."
"We're going to Black Wind Mountain on the border of Qingzhou."
“There are hundreds of refugees who have fled from the plague-stricken areas. Many of them have contracted the disease and are in critical condition, urgently needing medical treatment.”
"The plague is contagious, and they may have already infected many more people. There may be tens of thousands more patients in the future!"
"This mission is extremely dangerous. The plague is highly contagious, and we ourselves could be infected if we are not careful."
"Now, I'm going to take the medical equipment and stockpiled medicines there to set up a temporary quarantine camp and do our best to save their lives!"
Tong Yiwen's gaze swept over everyone, her tone solemn.
"Now, those who are willing to go with us to Black Wind Mountain to face the plague and treat the refugees, step forward!"
"I will give each of you a mask!"
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone stepped forward; not a single person backed down.
Without hesitation, everyone straightened their backs and looked intently ahead.
The eleven or twelve-year-old children, like the adults, tried to puff out their little chests.
They are children of the barren mountains, subjects protected by the mountain goddess.
They witnessed disasters, but they also witnessed the hope and new life brought by the Mountain Goddess.
Now that someone needs help, they will not back down even if there is a terrible plague ahead!
"Let's go!"
"Master Tong, take me with you!"
"I want to go too! I'm not afraid!"
"We want to be like the Mountain Goddess and save more people!"
The voices, some young, some clear, some firm, rose and fell in waves.
Looking at these young and fearless faces, Tong Yiwen's eyes welled up slightly.
She nodded vigorously, her voice tinged with a barely perceptible sob.
"good!"
"Everyone go!"
"Go back and prepare immediately. We'll depart in half an hour!"
"yes!"
The unified response echoed throughout all the villages.
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