Black Wind Mountain.
Chen Yan was directing his soldiers to clear a collapsed adobe house, intending to transform it into a temporary quarantine area.
Although they didn't say it, the soldiers were still a little worried. The plague sounded terrifying. What if they got infected?
However, this was the order of the Mountain Goddess, and even though they were reluctant, they did not stop working and quickly cleaned up a part of the mud-brick houses.
Just as they began to repair some of the damaged houses, a strange sound of something breaking through the air came from afar.
What was that sound?
"Look up at the sky! Look up at the sky!"
A sharp-eyed soldier was the first to spot the anomaly, exclaiming and pointing to the sky.
Chen Yan suddenly looked up.
A bright sword light streaked across the gray sky like a meteor, hurtling towards the summit of Black Wind Mountain!
Above the sword light, a slender figure stood faintly, her dress fluttering, like an immortal.
People have come from the desolate mountains!
Moreover, this figure in white looks very familiar!
Upon closer inspection, everyone realized that this was the white-clad fairy who had recently come to train them with Madam An.
Thinking of this, some soldiers became much more precise in their tree-cutting movements, eager to show their best side.
There's no way around it, this woman in white is incredibly powerful; you have to admit it!
Almost simultaneously, a series of hurried and orderly footsteps came from the entrance of the mountain stronghold.
Chen Yan turned his head and saw a group of people running quickly along the rugged mountain road.
The woman at the very front was naturally Tong Yiwen, who was carrying a medicine box, and next to her was Xia Yan, who was holding a magic staff and wearing a wide-sleeved robe.
Behind them followed one after another young man and child dressed in blue cloth.
Everyone wore a simple cloth mask that covered their mouth and nose, leaving only bright and determined eyes visible.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light had reached the sky above the mountain stronghold.
As the light faded, the woman in the snow-white dress and veiled face landed gracefully, stepping on an ancient cyan flying sword.
She landed silently, her cold gaze sweeping over the desolate land, her brows slightly furrowed.
"How is the situation?" Tong Yiwen asked Chen Yan.
Chen Yan took the initiative to step forward and share what he had observed.
“There are about 500 refugees here. Many of them have developed symptoms such as high fever, rashes, and lethargy.”
He pointed to the soldiers who were cleaning up the environment: "I have already had these soldiers do the initial cleaning and isolation. Now, I'd appreciate it if you could help take a look."
Tong Yiwen nodded and quickly gave orders to the people behind her.
"Everyone, proceed according to your previous groups and begin consultations immediately!"
"Record your symptoms, take your temperature with the thermometer I sent you, and carefully observe the appearance of the rash!"
"yes!"
The crowd responded in unison, their voices clear and strong.
The next moment, this group of young people, whose average age was no more than fifteen or sixteen, quickly sprang into action.
They skillfully took out clean cloths, thermometers, small wooden signs, and charcoal pencils from their medicine kits.
They walked in groups of two or three, methodically towards the terrified refugees.
"Fellow villager, don't be afraid, we are doctors from the barren mountains."
"Where do you feel unwell? Do you have a fever? Is your body itchy?"
"Open your mouth, ah, let me check your throat!"
"Little brother, don't move, let me measure your temperature to see if you're hot."
Their movements were gentle, their voices mild, and their eyes showed no disdain, as if they were just familiar neighbors showing concern for each other.
The refugees, who were initially numb and listless, gradually relaxed their guard under their patient and detailed questioning and began to describe their illness in fits and starts.
This scene left the five hundred soldiers of the New First Army standing nearby dumbfounded.
These people look much younger than them; there are quite a few children among them!
They actually went straight up and touched people who had contracted the plague?!
Aren't they afraid?
Moreover, judging from their skillful movements and calm expressions, they hardly seem like children who have never seen the world.
He was even more composed than a veteran who had been fighting for many years!
"Goodness, the people of this desolate mountain, even their children are so amazing!" a soldier couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"I heard that medical school apprentices have to study for several years before they can graduate, but I didn't expect such a young kid to be so steady!" another soldier exclaimed in amazement.
Just a moment ago, many people were complaining about cleaning, but now seeing how hard the children are working, I feel incredibly guilty.
At this moment, Tong Yiwen picked up a large megaphone coated with tung oil and walked to an open space in the middle of the mountain village.
"Listen up, everyone! Including the New First Army soldiers who are cleaning up right now!"
Her voice amplified through the loudspeakers, reaching everyone's ears clearly.
"We are now facing an epidemic that can be transmitted through droplets and contact!"
"In order to prevent the spread of the epidemic, protect ourselves, and better treat patients, everyone must strictly abide by the following regulations!"
Tong Yiwen paused for a moment, then picked up a stack of booklets handed to her by an apprentice next to her.
The booklet was bound with the most ordinary straw paper, and the cover had a picture of a little person wearing a mask.
"This is a disease prevention manual that we compiled based on the inspiration from the Mountain Goddess."
"Considering that many people may not be literate, we specially invited an artist to draw all the important notes in pictures."
She gestured to the apprentices to distribute the pamphlets.
"First, everyone, whether patients or epidemic prevention personnel, must wear the special masks made for the barren mountains! The masks must cover the mouth and nose, and must be replaced promptly if they get wet or contaminated!"
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