Mo Qianshang was startled and felt a little guilty, but when she thought about how replacing the rattan ropes with rattan ropes from the mall was for everyone's safety, her eyes hardened again, and she took the initiative.
Why are you suddenly staring at me like that? Is there something wrong with this vine?
"No, no, no!" the man quickly waved his hand in denial, then exclaimed in disbelief, "I just haven't seen such well-woven rattan in a long time, and I can hardly believe it. But this rattan doesn't seem to be the one I just wove..."
Seeing that everyone else was focusing on the vine because of what this person was saying, Mo Qianshang quickly interrupted and diverted everyone's attention.
"I've checked all these rattan canes, and there's nothing wrong with them. You can use them without worry. Time is of the essence, so hurry up and catch up!"
Distracted by Mo Qianshang, the others stopped thinking about it and followed Mo Qianshang's method, quickly binding the vines tightly around their bodies. Led by Mo Qianshang, they took turns approaching the cliff.
They were all grown men, and Mo Qianshang wasn't afraid to use the same rattan cane as them, so what were they afraid of?
Unfortunately, this idea changed not long afterward.
Looking down at the seemingly endless cliff face, with loose rocks falling from time to time, even birds dared not linger. Except for Mo Qianshang, everyone else could no longer keep their already fragile hearts steady and retreated with their legs weak.
Since it involved matters of life and death, Mo Qianshang couldn't force them to go ahead, so she could only go and verify the correctness of her previous guess.
After giving a brief explanation of the precautions and the route back, she secured the vines and slowly lowered herself down.
At first, everything was normal, until she noticed a worn-out, faded cloth shoe peeking out from the lush bamboo grove. Startled, she tentatively tugged at the vine.
Once she found a stable spot, Mo Qianshang aimed for a depression, pushed off with her toes, and combined this with a push from her hands, causing her to plummet rapidly and leap into the bamboo forest.
Once inside, she discovered that there was a hidden paradise beyond the bamboo forest.
Beyond the semi-circular doorway lies a cave that is nearly spherical. Perhaps some reclusive master once lived there, for peeking inside reveals a stone bed, stone table, and stone benches—all quite well-made. If it weren't for the treacherous terrain, Mo Qianchang would have suspected that someone with peculiar tastes had specially built a small dwelling for rest and recuperation in such a place.
At the same time, in the blink of an eye, the people on the cliff lost sight of Mo Qianshang, which frightened them greatly. They immediately started shouting and some even peered down, but no one dared to risk coming down.
They truly lack the willpower to do so!
Mo Qianshang didn't have time to worry about the situation above; at worst, they were just too scared to react.
The little girl in front of her had a bluish-purple face, and her body was trembling so badly that it was almost impossible to tell unless you looked closely. She looked like she was barely breathing, and anyone who saw her would feel sorry for her and want to help her.
Moreover, Mo Qianshang had a compelling reason to save this poor little thing...
The situation was not optimistic, and since there was no one else around, Mo Qianshang did not waste any time. She exchanged all the necessary medical supplies and medicines and arranged them in a messy but orderly manner.
She first performed a full-body scan on the little girl to understand her general condition. Then, through analysis using modern instruments, she concluded that the little girl might still be saved. Only then did she feel relieved and fully devote herself to the busy work of saving lives.
What bothered her most was the finger-length cut on the little girl's forehead...
The reason for her worry was simple: Mo Qianshang was not good at needlework. She was worried that if she didn't sew well, and the little girl couldn't control her hands or made a mistake in her diet, the little girl would have ugly and heartbreaking stitch marks on her forehead in the future.
Not only was the girl distressed, but every time she saw it, it was like being dragged out and publicly executed, which was even more agonizing than not being able to catch the mission target!
After much hesitation, Mo Qianshang still felt that the little girl's life was more important. If she was left with a scar, she could simply provide long-term care for the little girl.
With the medical technology of her original world, new scars can usually disappear with the combined effects of ointments and conditioning, it's just a bit troublesome.
Having made up her mind, she disinfected the surrounding environment and herself, treated the wound, applied medicine, and then stitched it up without changing her expression.
Despite her careful and meticulous stitching, the final result was still a sorry sight. Fortunately, to avoid problems such as bacterial infection, she was able to wrap the wound with gauze.
Thus, even the little girl herself could not see her clumsy sewing skills without removing the gauze.
Satisfied with the bow tied with gauze on the little girl's head, Mo Qianshang examined the little girl's body again, treating all the wounds she could and making sure that all other injuries had been treated. Only then did she realize that she was soaked in sweat.
The sky outside the cave was gradually turning a pale white. Before she could even admire the beautiful scenery in the distance, Mo Qianshang suddenly slapped her thigh, remembering something...
There was a group of villagers waiting for her on the cliff!
She originally thought it wouldn't take long to treat the little girl's wound, but unexpectedly, the little girl had some other minor ailments, which she also treated.
Moreover, she had to figure out many medical devices as she went along, which took even longer, and she didn't know what kind of situation those villagers were in now.
Looking back, the little girl was still lying quietly on the bed. Perhaps because the anesthesia hadn't worn off yet, she didn't even move her eyelids.
Thinking that the little girl wouldn't wake up for a while, Mo Qianshang left her some food and a note.
Then she exchanged some water and an old-fashioned bamboo tube from the mall, poured the water into the bamboo tube cup, and pretended that the water was taken from the bamboo tube before stuffing it into the cloth bag she was carrying.
After doing all that, she pulled herself up the cliff using the vines she was attached to.
She had only climbed a couple of steps when Mo Qianchang suddenly stopped again. She went back and cut a bamboo stalk, keeping the section with water in the middle, and used the rest of the stalk and leaves to block the small round door of the cave.
This way, she can avoid the wind. After all, the little girl injured her head, and if she's not careful, she might develop headaches or other aftereffects.
The villagers on the cliff noticed that the vines above them suddenly began to sway. They were initially shocked, but then they all stood up and looked down the cliff.
When they actually saw Mo Qianshang appear in their field of vision, they screamed as if they had seen a ghost.
When he saw that Mo Qianshang was carrying a large section of bamboo pole on her back, and could faintly hear the sound of water swaying, he was incredibly excited!
Without Mo Qianshang even having to say a word, they all pulled the vines upwards together.
After fleeing famine for so long, this is the first time I've ever dreamed of seeing the villagers working together so unitedly. The power of shared interests is truly remarkable.
With a sigh in her heart, Mo Qianshang began to distribute the bamboo tubes of water in her bag, without mentioning her experience below.
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