"Doctor! Why isn't the doctor here yet?" The deputy regiment commander rushed over, panic rising in his chest. He immediately ordered someone to hurry the doctor along.
The doctor arrived shortly after, gasping for breath, clearly having run all the way. He rushed to the patient, checked the wound, and his face paled. "Major artery bleeding. The blood is flowing too fast. I can't stop it. He might not survive."
"Get the car ready! We're going to the hospital!" the deputy commander shouted.
The doctor shook his head frantically. "It's too late. It's a major artery. If we don't stop the bleeding now, he'll die on the way."
"Stop talking nonsense! Stop the bleeding!" The deputy commander was furious, grabbing the doctor by the collar.
"I don't have the right medicine for this!" The doctor felt miserable. He never expected such an accident during basic training.
"What do we do? Just watch him die?" The deputy commander demanded, "Find a way to save him! This is a human life!"
"Deputy Commander, I know, but I really don't have the skill for this." The doctor was on the verge of tears.
Suddenly, Zhu Zhibin spoke up from the side. His voice was soft, but in the tense silence, it stood out clearly. "Second Sister, why don't you treat him? He looks pitiful."
Yang Chuang looked at Zhu Yanyi. "You can treat her?"
Zhu Yanyi sighed. Her brother really knew how to drag her into trouble. She said helplessly, "Doumiao, go to the dorm and get the medical kit from my bedside."
She walked to the injured man and asked the doctor, "I'll take over this patient. Do you have any objections?"
"No, no!" The doctor was relieved. If the patient died under his care, he'd be in big trouble. He was glad someone else was taking over.
Zhu Yanyi nodded, squatted down, and quickly pressed her fingers on several points on the patient's body. The bleeding slowed down gradually. Although the blood had already stained the patient's clothes red, looking terrifying, the flow was no longer gushing.
"The bleeding has slowed down," the doctor said, stunned. She looked at Zhu Yanyi with curiosity, eager for an explanation.
"I pressed some acupoints to temporarily slow the blood flow," Zhu Yanyi explained calmly. She then turned to the deputy commander. "Help me move her to that shady spot. I'll perform surgery on the spot. Saving a life is like putting out a fire; we can't delay."
"You perform surgery? Are you sure you can?" The deputy commander was amazed by her skill but still worried. Zhu Yanyi was only fourteen years old.
Zhu Yanyi pulled out a medical license from her pocket. "I got my Traditional Chinese Medicine license when I was eleven. It's been three years. So, don't worry about my skills."
Eleven years old to get a medical license? Everyone gasped in shock.
Zhu Zhibin hurried over with the medical kit. "Second Sister, here is your kit."
Zhu Yanyi took it, had the patient moved to the shade, and opened the kit. She took out the acupuncture needles, untied the bag, and spread them out. The golden needles shimmered brightly in the sunlight filtering through the trees.
Holding the needles in one hand and flicking them with the other, her movements were incredibly fast. She used the "Anesthesia Needles" from the Thirteen Needles of Withered Wood technique. Then, she took out a surgical knife.