AWB Chapter 916 She Can't Hear
Chapter 916 She Can't Hear
The city of Qinzhou was in ruins after the great battle.
The soldiers collapsed on the ground, exhausted. They hadn't eaten for a long time and were injured, so even the pain gradually became numb.
The great battle seemed to be over, yet it was not.
"Quickly, over there, carry the seriously injured to the yard first!"
Lu Yangyang and her group arrived in Qinzhou at the start of the battle yesterday. Without time to rest, they immediately threw themselves into the rescue efforts. They have been busy until now, not to mention closing their eyes, they haven't even had time to drink water. Lu Yangyang's voice is hoarse from shouting. Several times they brushed past Huang Sumu without the master and apprentice exchanging greetings.
Although the Battle of Qinzhou was won, it was not as easy as it seemed. The number of casualties was roughly estimated to be in the tens of thousands, and this was before it could be fully counted.
They have a limited number of doctors, but fortunately, the medical staff trained in the past two years have finally come in handy. They are already very adept at simple tasks such as bandaging, applying medicine, suturing, and taking care of the wounded.
This greatly improved their efficiency in treating the wounded. In addition, the medicine brought by Lu Yangyang and his team also reduced the time required to brew the medicine, allowing them to treat more wounded patients.
Yin Yueling wandered around the city countless times before finally finding Lu Yangyang. Unfortunately, before she could even exchange a few words with her, Lu Yangyang conscripted her into the army. Even her beloved Ajiao was forced to help carry the wounded.
Sheng Yunjiao had learned some simple wound care techniques from Lu Yangyang and the others before, but she was too afraid to suture with a needle. These past two days, she had been forced to stop, and her hand holding the needle no longer trembled.
In the past, she would never have dared to dream that she could do such a thing.
As darkness fell, soldiers continued to patrol the streets, searching for wounded soldiers and preventing enemy troops from taking advantage of the chaos.
Finally, the people who had survived the great battle emerged from their hiding places in the cellars and helped with boiling water, cooking, and doing whatever they could.
"Over here! There's someone else over here!"
Sheng Yunjiao had just thanked the old lady for the hot water when she heard the shout. She quickly put down the bowl and ran over.
The patrolling soldiers had pulled the man out of the crowd. He had been hit by two arrows in the shoulder and had several knife wounds on his body, but fortunately none of them were fatal. He was still breathing and was probably unconscious due to blood loss.
Sheng Yunjiao quickly had someone bring over a bowl, poured some hot water into the injured person's bowl, and then called for someone to lift her onto a stretcher and take her to the nearest medical station.
"Brother Huang, this person has been hit by an arrow! Come and help!" Sheng Yunjiao shouted.
Upon seeing this, Huang Tiandong hurriedly came over, quickly cut open the clothes on the back of the injured person with scissors, cleaned the wound, and neatly pulled out the arrow.
He doesn't have much talent for pulse diagnosis, but he has become quite adept at treating and suturing wounds over the past year. Now that he's come to help, he's already able to handle these superficial injuries independently.
They've treated too many wounds like this in the past two days. The situation is urgent, and there's no time to apply anesthetic. As soon as Huang Tiandong pulled the arrow out, Cheng Shujin was woken up by the pain.
Huang Tiandong was so shocked that his hand trembled. He then realized that the person who pulled out the arrow was actually a young woman. He was at a loss for words, his face instantly turning bright red. He subconsciously apologized hastily, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you, I didn't know you were a girl!"
"What's wrong?" Sheng Yunjiao walked over, stared at Cheng Shujin's blood-smeared face for a long time, and then widened her eyes: "Cheng Er! It's you!"
Cheng Shujin was in excruciating pain from her wound. She never dreamed that she would open her eyes to find her nemesis again. She immediately retorted, "So what if it's me? I haven't even said why it's you! What a small world! Are you even capable of anything? I'm in so much pain!"
"You're so talkative even though you love me!" Sheng Yunjiao wasn't going to put up with her. She took the sterilization tools from Huang Tiandong's hands. "Brother Huang, you go ahead and get busy. Leave this to me!"
Huang Tiandong left with a flushed face, and Sheng Yunjiao immediately pressed the sterilized cloth onto Cheng Shujin's wound, causing Cheng Shujin to scream in pain.
Sheng Yunjiao cleaned her wound, quickly stitched it up and applied medicine, and then went to treat the other knife wounds she had left.
Cheng Shujin cried out in pain and cursed, "Sheng Si, are you deliberately getting back at me? You're the kind of person who always falls asleep in class, how do you know how to treat wounds? You're not just trying to fool me, are you? I'm telling you, if you mess this up, I won't let you off the hook! I'm not finished with you!"
Sheng Yunjiao rolled her eyes: "Seeing how lively and energetic you are, I can't possibly make you worse!"
"But it hurts so much!" Cheng Shujin cried out, tears suddenly falling down her face. She tried to hold back her cries, but for some reason, the tears fell even more fiercely, and then she burst into loud sobs.
After treating her wounds, Sheng Yunjiao couldn't help but tear up when she saw Cheng Er crying uncontrollably. She muttered, "Cheng Er, you spineless coward! If you're afraid of pain, why did you come to the battlefield!"
Cheng Shujin just cried.
"Hey, don't cry!" Sheng Yunjiao looked at her dirty and smeared face, wet a handkerchief and wiped her face.
Cheng Shujin hugged her tightly, sobbing and apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my fault, it was my fault, I was wrong, sob sob sob... Why, why can't she hear my apology anymore? I really know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, Sheng Si, I was wrong, I was wrong, but she can't hear me..."
Sheng Yunjiao's tears also fell, landing in Cheng Shujin's blood-stained hair.
This is nothing like the Cheng Shujin she knows.
She and Cheng Shujin were only one year apart in age and both were military officers. They had known each other since childhood but had never gotten along.
Cheng Shujin is someone who is competitive, always comparing herself to others, and always finding fault with people.
Besides disliking the scheming Sheng Yunzhu, Sheng Yunjiao also disliked the annoying Cheng Er the most.
The two had argued countless times since they were young, and it only got worse after Lu Yangyang came along.
Because Cheng Shujin finally found someone she felt she could surpass, only to discover that Lu Yangyang was far beyond her reach, she became even more obsessed, wanting to find fault with everything and cause trouble in every situation.
If it weren't for the sake of the Cheng family and Sister Ruoxue, Sheng Yunjiao would have liked to put this annoying brat in a sack and give him a good beating.
Despite being such an annoying person, Sheng Yunjiao had imagined meeting her at any banquet in the capital and having a fierce argument with her. She never expected that she would pull her out of the pile of corpses on the battlefield, where she was seriously injured, and in this simple communal room, she would treat her wounds and hear her crying and apologizing.
The Cheng Shujin she knew, because her appearance was not as slender as that of the women in the capital, always wanted to wear the most luxurious and dazzling fabrics and adorn herself with pearls and jewels, just to compete with others.
Cheng Shujin, dressed in a dirty and inadequate military uniform, went to the battlefield with a gun and fought for a day and a night. She had two arrow wounds and dozens of deep and shallow knife wounds on her body. She did not cry when she was injured, and she did not cry when she screamed while her wounds were being treated. But when she apologized to that person, she cried like a fool.
But she couldn't hear that person anymore.