Feng County, on the Official Road transporting provisions, had just experienced a fierce battle, with a thick fog of blood permeating the entire open area.
Cheng Fugui, using gauze to sling his arm, was commanding the uninjured soldiers to count the provisions.
It seemed the city indeed lacked provisions, so this time, all the provisions were genuine.
This was a tremendous gain.
This was an unprecedented grand battle that would not end easily, so it’s always good to stockpile more provisions.
This place is not suitable for a long stay; Gu Jiao was leading four Medical Officers to urgently treat the wounded Military Officers.
"You’ll need to bear with it for now," Gu Jiao said to a dislocated-arm Cavalry soldier.
The Cavalry soldier nodded, and Gu Jiao snapped his arm back in place, then took gauze from her first and kit and wrapped it around his arm, hanging it around his neck like Cheng Fugui’s.
Then Gu Jiao treated the next injured soldier, drawing her sword, sterilizing, stopping bleeding, stitching, and applying gauze, all in one go.
The soldiers who finished counting provisions rested on the spot, regaining their strength.
Gu Jiao, however, couldn’t rest.
There were no beds here; soldiers lay on the ground, and she could only kneel to treat everyone; the cold, hard Armor had rubbed her knees raw.
She knelt before a wounded soldier covered in blood; this soldier was very young, having just enlisted this year.
His family was poor; he joined the army to afford his grandfather’s medical treatment, having a knack for cavalry, caught Cheng Fugui’s eye, and was brought back to Hei Fengqi Camp.
"My leg..." He looked at his injured, swollen thigh, and suddenly tears of fear appeared in his eyes.
This was his first time on the Battlefield, also his first time facing severe injury and death.
"You won’t be crippled, it’ll heal," Gu Jiao told him.
"Really?" he asked, choking up.
Gu Jiao said, "Yes, really. The prerequisite is you must obey, no fussing, no crying."
He stopped his tears in an instant, fearing more cries would prevent healing.
Gu Jiao took out Anesthetic, after locally numbing him, used a surgery knife to cut open his skin, and slowly took out the broken sword blade fragments inside with tweezers.
This little injured soldier dared not watch Gu Jiao’s actions, turning his head and tightly closing his eyes.
The rest of the Cavalry soldiers couldn’t help but look over here.
Honestly, today’s performance by the newly appointed young commander surprised them somewhat.
Nangong Ze was famous as a fierce General at the border pass; he personally led soldiers to escort provisions, waiting for their Hei Fengqi to jump in, at that moment they actually worried this young commander would hold them back.
They thought at that time, young commander, could you move aside and play awhile?
Let us finish grabbing the provisions, then you come over to take credit, okay?
They hoped, out of kindness, to prevent the young commander from creating trouble, not knowing the young commander was so fierce, pinning Nangong Ze’s palm to the ground with a gun!
At that moment, their hairs stood on end!
That feeling was just like... you thought you raised a cat, but turning around, it became a little cheetah, even biting to death the big scary-tailed wolf you feared!
A Cavalry soldier quietly said to the Squad Leader beside him, "Earlier, I almost got hit by a sword, but the young commander deflected it for me."
If not for the young commander’s shot, he would likely be more injured than Dog Egg right now.
Dog Egg, the name of that little injured soldier.
While secretly observing Gu Jiao, the Cavalry soldier continued quietly, "Squad Leader, do you think the young commander is quite capable?"
The Squad Leader was about to say something when Gu Jiao seemed to sense it, glancing over here.
Everyone’s eyes quickly shifted away, those gazing at the sky continued, those picking at their feet resumed.
When Gu Jiao continued to treat the soldiers’ wounds, everyone’s eyes quickly fell back on her.
Gu Jiao had already moved to heal the next wounded soldier; this soldier had fainted, but seeing Gu Jiao holding a syringe after being revived, screamed loudly!
Gu Jiao injected him in the butt.
Disobedient.
Hmph.
He had a deep, enclosed wound where Gu Jiao injected Tetanus.
Everyone stared intently at Gu Jiao.
Just now, didn’t the young commander’s nose snort?
When the young commander acts fierce... why is there a touch of cuteness?
Just then, Gu Jiao ran out of hemostatic powder; she took a new bottle from her first and kit, and unexpectedly sneezed as her nose tickled.
"Achoo!"
Her small body shook, and white powder fluttered across her face.
She stared, dumbfounded, at the now half-empty hemostatic powder, her expression cracking!
"Oh man."
Not knowing who couldn’t hold back, someone spoke up.
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