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"Nuan Nuan, you...you can bring the dead back to life?"

Not only Wen Yan, but the other soldiers also stared at Wen Nuan in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief.

The saying goes well.

If the King of Hell orders someone to die at midnight, he dares not let them live past dawn!

If even birth, aging, sickness, and death can be reversed, then what difference is there between them and true immortals?

Nuan Wen didn't have time to explain much. She quickly drew out the spiritual energy within her body and transferred it to the woman.

It was quite a coincidence that, although the woman had stopped breathing, her life force had not yet dissipated because she had just died.

If rescued now, there is a chance for life to be restored.

In addition, the warm spiritual root, which is said to originate from the ancient Tree of Life, imbues the warm spiritual power with the purest life force in the world.

Those watching her actions dared not utter a sound, lest they disturb the little deity's rescue.

Then, right before their eyes, the woman's injuries visibly healed, and her pale complexion gradually improved, until...

"Cough cough..."

The woman lying on the ground suddenly sat up, bent over, and coughed violently a few times.

"Ah! He's pretending to be dead!"

The young soldier sprang to his feet and clung to his comrade beside him, his face still showing fear.

The sudden sound startled Wen Nuan, who patted her chest and explained with a laugh.

"Where did this 'zombie' come from? It was still barely alive, okay?"

Although only she could feel that last breath.

Upon hearing the explanation, the young soldier smiled sheepishly, his face and neck turning bright red.

The teammate who was being hugged gave him a disdainful look, shook his shoulders vigorously, and said irritably.

"Get off me right now!"

At this moment, the woman seemed to have come to her senses. At first, her eyes were blank, and after looking around, she suddenly stood up in a panic.

"My child...where is my child?"

While muttering to herself, she turned around and tried to rush into the ruins behind her, but thankfully Wen Nuan caught her in time.

"Your child is fine. He has been taken to the medical station, where someone will take good care of him."

Upon hearing this, the woman stopped and looked around at the soldiers in green uniforms. Only then did she believe what she had said, and her panicked expression calmed down.

"Then, what about my mom?"

A moment of silence fell over the people around them.

"It's...it's the one who was pinned down with me back then..."

The woman described it with gestures, her voice filled with hope.

If she's alright, does that mean her mother is alright too?

But she soon realized something was wrong, because any soldier who met her gaze would immediately look away, as if they dared not meet her eyes.

A bad feeling crept into her heart, and when she spoke again, her voice was choked with sobs.

"My mom...she's alright, right? You've already saved her...right?"

No one dared to answer her question.

Finally, Wen Yan stepped forward and answered in a calm voice, "I'm sorry..."

It was at this moment that the woman saw the figure lying on the ground, which Wen Yan had been shielding behind her.

He stumbled forward and fell to his knees, his trembling hands wiping the dust from that face...

"mom……"

The piercing sound that came from his mouth weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone present.

Some soldiers couldn't bear to watch this scene and silently turned away with their heads down.

The young soldier who had been frightened earlier looked at Wen Nuan with red eyes and whispered.

"Miss Wen, could you please..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Nuan, who had already guessed what he was going to say, shook her head, her face showing a pained expression of helplessness.

"Why? Just now..."

The young soldier was thinking, "Wasn't that woman also revived after she stopped breathing? Why can't this one?"

"Zhao Erniu! Shut up!"

Wen Yan reprimanded him in a low voice and glared at him, scaring the person into silence.

Turning to look at her younger sister's pale face, Wen Yan's eyes darkened, filled with deep heartache.

Although he didn't know the reason, he knew that if that person could be saved, his sister would never stand idly by and would have already taken action.

Looking at his sister's expression now, he knew in just one glance that the girl was blaming herself again.

He reached out and held his sister's hand, whispering softly in her ear.

"Nuan Nuan, you're amazing! You saved so many people. I'm so proud of you!"

Hearing her brother's encouragement, Wen Nuan looked up at him and smiled, "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine."

But there was a hint of reluctance in that faint smile.

Finally, Wen Yan stepped forward and, using the excuse that the child was still waiting for its mother, led the woman away from the danger zone.

Afterwards, they searched the area carefully again, and only returned to the resettlement point after confirming that there were no signs of life.

When we arrived at the resettlement site, we could hear crying and shouting everywhere even before we got close.

Everyone was in a sorry state, with wounds of all sizes and their clothes soaked in blood.

A small number of medics moved through the crowd, busy cleaning and bandaging the wounded.

But faced with so many wounded people, the medics were clearly overwhelmed, each one looking anxious and frustrated.

Seeing them approach, as if they had seen saviors, a medic rushed over immediately and said anxiously.

"Deputy Regiment Commander, we are severely lacking in medical personnel, and many of our soldiers are seriously injured and must be transferred immediately for surgery!"

After an earthquake, many people suffer from internal injuries of varying degrees, in addition to obvious external injuries.

In particular, some crush injuries can damage internal organs, causing stomach bleeding, lung and liver/spleen rupture, etc., and in severe cases, directly endangering life.

Although they carried a lot of medical supplies for this rescue mission, as they were the advance team, they did not have enough medical personnel, and none of them were capable of performing surgery.

"Have you made contact with the outside world? How long will it take for follow-up support to arrive?"

Wen Yan looked solemn.

"We've made contact, but the only passage connecting us to the outside hasn't been opened yet, so they can't get in for the time being."

How long will it take to get the road open?

"It will probably take another half a day."

Just as they were talking, a scream suddenly came from not far away, and the group looked in the direction of the sound.

An old woman was seen gushing blood from her mouth, while an old man held her in a panic beside her, shouting for help.

A medic ran over, quickly checked on the old woman, and then spoke to Wen Yan and the others who had run over.

"The injured person is showing signs of shock, and the preliminary assessment is that the injury is caused by crush injuries resulting in organ damage. Immediate resuscitation is necessary!"

Before Wen Yan could speak, Wen Nuan made her move first. With a flick of her wrist, a burst of spiritual energy shot out and directly entered the old woman's body.

As the spiritual energy entered her body, the old woman's condition improved significantly, and her rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

The elderly man holding his wife nearby didn't know what had happened, but seeing the heartwarming gesture, he guessed that she was the one who had saved her.

Although he didn't understand what kind of method this was, the person had been saved. The old man expressed his gratitude to Wen Nuan, who quickly waved her hand and then hid behind her brother.

Afterwards, Wen Nuan pulled her brother aside and took out a small porcelain bottle.

"Brother, this is a Qi-Nourishing Pill. It has the effects of strengthening the body's foundation, nourishing the vital energy, promoting bone regeneration, and healing injuries. As long as a person is not dead, it can save them from any kind of injury."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yan's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to open the lid and take a look. An unknown fragrance immediately wafted out, and just smelling it made one feel refreshed.

"But...aren't these too few? Nuannuan, give us more!"

Wen Yan counted them carefully. The bottle wasn't big, with at most a dozen or so. With so many injured people here, how could there be enough to go around?

"Do you think pills are as common as cabbages? Want more? Dream on!"

Wen Nuan rolled her eyes at her brother. This was the only bottle, given to her by her master before. She hadn't even used a single pill herself.

"Go and prepare more water, dissolve the medicine in the water. Like that old woman before, she recovered after drinking a couple of cups. As for other minor injuries, they can be treated with a sip or two."

Compared to the injuries in the cultivation world that often result in missing limbs or losing half a life, these injuries are child's play.

Moreover, these are all ordinary people, and they cannot absorb the spiritual energy contained in the pills at all; they can only take them after dilution.

"Oh, oh, oh, I understand, I understand."

Wen Yan nodded in surprise. She had intended to give the things to someone else, but after thinking about it, she was still worried and took the medicine to prepare it herself.

With the medicine, the injured here no longer need Wen Nuan's care.

She turned and ran toward the only road leading out of town.

Time was of the essence; she needed to quickly clear the road so she could focus on her system tasks!