Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Jiang Jiyun curled up in Jiang Wenming's arms like a kitten, looking into the distance.

They saw a man in a long gown running towards them, followed closely by several guards in black clothes with serious expressions.

Seeing this, Xu Fan and the other young men raised their black guns without hesitation and aimed at the group of strangers who were coming with great momentum, their eyes revealing a high degree of alertness and vigilance.

"Brother, brother, please don't shoot! We are all Chinese!" The young man in the long gown said calmly when he saw the row of cold gun muzzles in front of him.

"Brother, to be honest, we are from the residence of Captain Lin of the Tenth Army of Heilongjiang Province. My father's name is Lin Mo. Today we are in an emergency, and I hope you good men can lend a hand. Is there anyone among you who is proficient in medicine? I beg you to save my sister!" The man panted rapidly, eagerly introduced himself and sent out a distress signal.

Hearing this, Ma Chao and others turned their eyes to Jiang Jiyun.

You know, among so many people present, only Jiang Jiyun has been studying medicine for nearly a year. Although he cannot be said to have superb medical skills, he is more or less familiar with medical principles.

However, facing the man's desperate plea, Xiang Xiuying refused without a second thought: "Sir, we understand your feelings. But look at the current situation. Even if someone here knows a little bit of medical skills, it will be very inconvenient to perform surgery! After all, the environment here is so simple and poor that it can't meet the conditions required for surgery, right? So I suggest you take your sister to a regular hospital for treatment as soon as possible."

Her refusal was crisp and clear, without any hesitation.

Ma Chao and the others did not interrupt either. They really could not afford to get into trouble right now.

Lin Hui's heart sank to the bottom in an instant. Is his sister really going to die?

Jiang Jiyun's mind flashed back to the scene he had accidentally seen before - a girl who looked like a little princess was sitting in the luxury car, so he asked, "Is your sister about my age?"

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Lin Hui's eyes, but it was soon overwhelmed by despair: "Yes, she just turned ten this year! Please, can't you really help?"

Jiang Jiyun looked at the man on the verge of collapse and said softly, "Brother, to be honest, among all of us, I am probably the only one who has come into contact with some medical knowledge. I wonder if you are willing to trust me and let me take a look at your sister?"

"What...what?" Lin Hui raised his head suddenly when he heard that, and stared in disbelief at the little guy who was currently in someone's arms. His eyes were so round that they seemed about to pop out of their sockets.

A guard standing behind Lin Hui looked anxious and quickly advised: "Master, at this point we have no other choice! We can only try our best and take a gamble. Even if we rush to the hospital now, it may not be able to put out the fire!"

"I beg you to go and help take a look. No matter whether you can save my sister in the end..." Lin Hui's voice was filled with deep pleading and helplessness. His heart, which was originally full of expectations, had already sunk into the bottomless abyss.

Seeing this, Jiang Wenming hugged Jiang Jiyun tightly without saying a word and ran towards the black car parked on the side of the road.

The car parked on the side of the road looked particularly miserable. The glass in the front of the car was all shattered, and the back was covered with cracks like a spider web. The door was wide open and the glass on the door was gone.

I saw a lady in a gorgeous cheongsam, her face full of fear and despair, her body covered in blood, and her hands tightly holding the child in her arms.

Jiang Jiyun walked over quickly, gently held the little girl's slender wrist and began to take her pulse.

After a moment, she frowned and said, "The child's breath is already very weak. Lay her down quickly so I can check her wound! Holding her like this will not only fail to protect her, but will speed up her bleeding and cause her to die faster."

However, the lady seemed to have heard nothing and still held her daughter tightly, refusing to let go, her eyes full of heartache and reluctance.

No matter how others persuaded her, the lady was unwilling to let go. She loved her daughter so much that she completely ignored the serious consequences of doing so.

Lin Hui, who was standing by, couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he immediately took strong measures to intervene.

After some struggling, the little girl was finally laid flat on the back seat of the car.

Then, Jiang Jiyun quickly undressed the little girl and saw the shocking gunshot wound on her abdomen. After a careful inspection, she found that the bullet had penetrated directly from her back.

Faced with the critical situation, Jiang Jiyun did not dare to delay for even a second. He quickly took out the hemostatic powder made by his Sixth Grandpa and sprinkled it carefully on the wound.

Then, she stared at the wound intently until she was sure that there was no more blood oozing out. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, confirming that the internal organs were not injured, and continued to check other parts of the body for any injuries.

After feeling her pulse, he found that her vitality was still slipping away, so he carefully checked her body for any injuries and finally discovered a piece of glass stuck in her hair.

Lin Hui stared at the little girl intently, and saw her carefully reach out her hand and gently push aside her sister's hair.

At this moment, a dazzling light flashed, and Lin Hui looked closely and saw a sharp piece of glass deeply embedded in his sister's hair.

"Uncle, bring me my bag quickly!" Jiang Jiyun shouted anxiously.

Fortunately, she had the foresight to place the surgical kit in the big backpack in advance in case of emergency.

After hearing the shouting, Jiang Wenming quickly found two small cloth bags from the large backpack handed to him by Zhang An.

One of the cloth bags contained neatly arranged long silver needles, while the other contained a variety of delicate surgical tools.

He opened the two cloth bags deftly and handed one of them steadily to Lin Hui, motioning him to hold it high so that Jiang Jiyun could easily reach out and take it.

At the same time, Jiang Wenming himself was holding another cloth bag tightly.

"I have to shave off all the hair around her wound, otherwise I won't be able to treat the wound. But when she wakes up and finds that her hair is gone, don't come to trouble me!" Jiang Jiyun said as he winked at Lin Hui.

"Don't worry, I will tell her that I cut it myself. Besides, my sister is not the kind of unreasonable, cunning and domineering girl." Lin Hui quickly assured Jiang Jiyun.

However, Jiang Jiyun rolled his eyes at him disapprovingly and muttered, "Humph, who knows..."

Without saying a word, Jiang Jiyun decisively picked up the scissors and carefully cut the hair around the wound.

Then, she skillfully took out several thin silver needles and quickly and accurately sealed the acupuncture points to prevent the blood from continuing to flow and the injury from worsening.

Then, Jiang Jiyun took a deep breath, held the piece of glass stuck in his skull tightly with both hands, and used all his strength to slowly remove it.

This process seems simple, but it actually requires great patience and skill. Any carelessness may cause secondary injury to the injured person.

Lin Hui on the side stared at the little girl's small and nimble hands, which fluttered up and down like butterflies, dazzling the eyes.

He secretly marveled in his heart: I didn't expect that such a young girl could possess such superb medical skills!