The corners of Song Yanzhao's mouth curled, but a touch of coldness appeared in his eyes, "Since you want to use this disaster relief to plot against us, then don't be afraid of others fighting back." ”

Hu Dong looked at Song Yanzhao with admiration, and deeply felt that the young man in front of him was a little different from the commander who led them to investigate the case in the Criminal Division last year.

In half a year, Song Yanzhao has become more decisive, more calm, and more agile, like a sword that has been silent for many years, finally revealing his sharpest side!

At this moment, inexplicably, Hu Dong followed Shi Hu, all the way from Jinling to Yizhou Road, and the anxiety finally disappeared without a trace.

"If the third master has no other instructions, his subordinates will rush back to Chengdu Mansion first. Hu Dong stood up straight and looked at Song Yanzhao with a more respectful expression.

Song Yanzhao nodded, "You go, bring a message to the Han Governor's Mansion, let him be sure to stabilize the victims outside the city, if there are symptoms of sepsis, isolate them first, and tell him that Mu Niangzi will definitely make the right medicine." ”

Hu Dong nodded and wrote it down, turned around and strode away.

Song Yanzhao turned his head to look in the direction of the north of the city, through the rain and fog in the sky, in fact, he couldn't see the Dongshan Temple in the north of the city at all.

But where is his beloved girl, she is working day and night to study the antidote for the sick victims, he is not alone, the two of them are fighting side by side.

Song Yanzhao stood silently for a moment, then turned around and walked in the direction of the south of the city.

Although he really wanted to go to the north of the city and wanted to go to Dongshan Temple to see Mu Jin, there were still many victims in the south of the city who were pressed under the mountains and mud, so he could only go to the south of the city first.

Fortunately, the rescue work in De'an is nearing the end, and most of the victims have been rescued, leaving only those buried by landslides in the south of the city.

I think the rescue in the south of the city will end in two or three days, and then he will go to see Mu Jin again.

When Song Yanzhao arrived in the south of the city, the Praetorian Guards had already begun rescue work in an orderly manner under the command of Wei Zong.

The Southwest Army, which arrived later, also silently joined the rescue.

Southwest Hou Shizi sat from a distance and watched, shouting and commanding with a worried face from time to time.

Song Yanzhao retracted his gaze and silently walked around the landslide, and roughly got to the bottom of the number and scope of the trapped victims, and readjusted the location and direction of the rescue.

No one was talking, and they kept working together to carry the rocks, checking if there were any people who had been smashed below, or quickly digging into the thick soil, hoping to dig out the people buried underneath as soon as possible.

A quarter of an hour earlier, maybe I could have lived one more life!

Song Yanzhao looked up at the sky, the rain has been gradually decreasing in the past two days, which can be regarded as luck in misfortune, if it rains again, the rescue will be even more difficult.

Within half an hour, the wounded were dug up, much more seriously than those injured in the flood.

Looking at the bloody people who were carried out, some had broken arms, some had broken heads, some had broken legs, moaning loudly, and some had even broken their breath when they were lifted out.

Southwest Hou Shizi almost didn't vomit disgusted by the bloody scene, although he followed Southwest Hou to the battlefield and killed the enemy when he was young, but he still didn't like the bloody scene, every time he saw it, he was disgusted, and every time he finished the battle, he had nightmares again and again.

It wasn't until the southwest was pacified and he became a pampered son of the southwest that those nightmares gradually left him.

But suddenly seeing such a bloody scene in front of him, Hou Shizi in the southwest couldn't control it again.

"Let's go, let's go over there and see if there's no one sleepy. Southwest Hou Shizi pursed his lips tightly, glanced at the person behind him, and pointed to a mountain rock indiscriminately.

The people behind him understood, and the two of them carried the southwest Hou Shizi, and the man behind him also followed.

When he arrived at the edge of the mountain rock, Hou Shizi looked at the man impatiently, "You will take the opportunity to take a look at the terrain and arrange it as soon as possible." ”

The man was about thirty years old, tall and with a cold face, and after listening to the words of Hou Shizi in the southwest, he nodded lightly, "Well, don't worry, the prince of the world has an explanation before coming, and my master has also explained in detail." ”

"That's good, finish it as soon as possible, and let's go back as soon as possible. Southwest Hou Shizi put his mind at ease and waited impatiently for rescue, this kind of ghost place, he really didn't want to stay for a quarter of an hour.

The victims dug out from under the soil, the seriously injured Dr. Gu with oranges, the two cabbage sisters came forward to treat them as soon as possible, took medicine, and immediately arranged for someone to send them to Dongshan Temple after treatment.

On the side of Dongshan Temple, it was even busier because of the arrival of these seriously injured victims.

No matter how busy he was, no one bothered Mu Jin.

The light in the warehouse where the medicine was put in the backyard was always on, and Mu Jin had not come out for a day or a night.

However, the atmosphere in the temple is even more dull and suffocating.

When the fear of death hung over everyone's heads, they no longer had the extra energy to pay attention to other things, and their eyes were full of thinking about whether Mu Niangzi could make medicine.

When I woke up in the morning, many more people were diagnosed with sepsis, and everyone fell into an atmosphere of despair and panic.

Everyone's eyes were glued to the door of the storeroom.

In the storeroom, the only two tables were filled with pieces of glass, large and small glass bottles, and utensils for separation, stirring, and evaporation.

Mu Jin's eyes have been staring closely at the glass bottle in front of her, and she is using the most primitive heating and steaming method to evaporate and extract.

Finally, when the last fire was extinguished, she carefully removed the palm-sized glass bottle and poured out the liquid inside, which filled only a thumb-sized glass vial.

She let out a long breath and muttered, "I hope it will be useful!"

The door of the warehouse was suddenly knocked on the sky, and Holly's hurried voice sounded outside, "Lady, lady, it's not good, that young man is dying." ”

Mu Jin's expression froze, he grabbed the vial on the table and rushed out.

In just a few days, the teenager who first became ill was already thin and inhuman, his eyes and shriveled face were full of terrifying blood spots, and the abscess on his legs kept leaving white blood.

He had been breathing more and more difficult since yesterday, and he had passed out with two high fevers, but he woke up this morning, but his spirit was better, although there were more blood spots on his face.

Shen Huai secretly said in his heart that he was not good, knowing that he was returning to the light, and sure enough, before noon, the young man's breathing would be rapid for a while, and weak for a while, and the whole person would be about to turn his back at any time.

The young man is also a strong character, and he insisted on holding on and saying that he wanted to meet Mu Niangzi.

Shen Huai didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly asked someone to call Mu Jin.