Chapter 170: Disaster Area Rescue

Chapter 170: Disaster Area Rescue

Sun Zhengyao asked Ye Xiaoxiao to carefully consider, but there wasn't much time left for her, as the slots had to be finalized today, and they would depart early the next morning.

If they delayed any longer, the crisis over there would have subsided, and it would be of no use.

Ye Xiaoxiao went to find Meng Jingwan and Zhang Xinyun, wanting to ask the two seniors for their thoughts. Upon asking, she discovered they had also volunteered.

"There's always a role for us girls, and we're only handling logistics. If we can handle the tough conditions, we can manage anything. In our class, I can't speak for others, but in medicine, I'm as good as anyone."

Meng Jingwan, who appears gentle but is actually strong and decisive, greatly encouraged Ye Xiaoxiao with her words.

"Then I'll go and inform Teacher Sun, I want to go too."

Ye Xiaoxiao went to sign up with Sun Zhengyao.

Sun Zhengyao sighed. Although concerned, he didn't want to dampen the students' enthusiasm. "Alright then, I'll assign you and Meng Jingwan to the same group when the time comes. It's more convenient for girls to be together."

Ye Xiaoxiao bowed slightly, "Thank you, Teacher Sun."

Ye Xiaoxiao quickly went back to pack her things.

All her dorm mates were watching her.

"Xiao Xiao, are you really planning to go?"

Ye Xiaoxiao: "The whole TCM class is going."

Tang Xiuxiu: "Bring extra warm clothes."

Ye Xiaoxiao nodded, packing food and essentials into a small bag, and also took a set of raincoat and rain boots.

The disaster zone surely wouldn't have these supplies, and going there wasn't for comfort. Ye Xiaoxiao took everything she had.

Before departing, Ye Xiaoxiao only had time to quickly send telegrams to Lu Hanchuan and Song Guangjing.

Lu Hanchuan didn't respond, but Song Guangjing was very worried.

He wanted to arrange for someone to accompany Ye Xiaoxiao.

But it was the school's convoy, and adding people wasn't straightforward.

Sun Zhengyao included a few more words of caution in the telegram, telling her to contact home immediately if anything happened.

Seeing Song Guangjing's telegram, Ye Xiaoxiao felt a warmth inside.

Mr. Sun never treated her like an outsider, caring for her like his own child.

She would surely be devoted to her master in the future.

Early the next morning, around five o'clock, the school's vehicles, loaded with donated supplies and volunteers, set off for Yu Province.

Trucks carried the supplies, while buses carried the people.

Jinghua University was relatively wealthy, and buses were highly valuable transport at that time. Sending them to the disaster area, they might not return intact.

On the road, the students realized the extent of the flood disaster caused by the heavy rain.

Walking on the highway, passing by the river, they could see debris strewn along both sides.

The volunteer team from Jinghua University was originally scheduled to go to Huaixian County in Yu Province.

On the way, they encountered a collapsed mountain road, so the leading teacher instructed the driver to detour to Ning'an County.

Ye Xiaoxiao, waiting in the car, was unaware of what had happened. This bumpy and winding journey left many passengers pale and nauseous.

The car was filled with TCM students, other medical students, and nursing students.

Some were severely carsick and had already vomited twice in the car.

Chu Yunxiao distributed motion sickness pills, but it wasn’t effective for everyone.

Zhang Kaining offered, "If anyone’s feeling sick, I can give you an acupuncture treatment."

Others eyed Zhang Kaining skeptically and turned him down.

The team left before dawn and only arrived in Ning'an County by evening.

Most areas of the city were flooded, and a light rain started again shortly after the supply trucks arrived.

The military directed the supply trucks to a temporary rescue area set up on higher ground outside the city, where local leaders greeted them warmly.

"Teacher Sun, you’re just in time. We’re desperate for medical staff—there are two pregnant women waiting to give birth."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhengyao skipped the pleasantries and summoned two students to treat the patients.

Hundreds of makeshift tents had been set up, and there were many injured people here—some with head injuries, others vomiting or with diarrhea. It was pure chaos.

There was no time to get the students settled; they got off the bus and started working right away.

Fortunately, Ye Xiaoxiao had brought thick clothes, as the evening breeze was biting cold, and the rain chilled her to the bone.

She started tending to wounds with the medical kit assigned by the school.

Not long after, Sun Zhengyao returned to call her.

"What’s wrong, Teacher Sun?"

Sun Zhengyao: "It’s downright ignorant. The pregnant woman is in difficult labor, but her husband won’t allow a male doctor near her."

Ye Xiaoxiao, who grew up in a big city in the 21st century, had never heard of such a thing.

Zhang Xinyun stood up, "Xiao Xiao, come with me. If it’s just a delivery, I can handle it alone."

Ye Xiaoxiao quickly followed.

Inside the tent, there was a pregnant woman lying on each side, east and west.

People were standing by their sides, but they were of no help in relieving the women’s pain.

Ye Xiaoxiao immediately noticed that the woman on the left was in critical condition, showing signs of difficult labor and her cries were very weak.

After such a long delay, the woman would soon have no strength left to give birth.

"Family members, step aside and go boil some hot water."

Ye Xiaoxiao ran over and told the family to step aside.

The man looked at Ye Xiaoxiao anxiously, "Doctor, doctor, you must save my wife and son."

When Sun Zhengyao first arrived, the man wasn’t acting like this.

But when he saw a female doctor arrive, he started shouting for help.

Ye Xiaoxiao looked down on men like him.

But there was no time for arguing. She quickly took the woman’s hand and guided her breathing.

"Stay calm, just follow my lead—inhale, exhale…"

"What are you still doing here? I told you to go boil water!"

The man nodded, snapping out of his daze.

"Okay, okay, I’m going."

Seeing how smoothly Ye Xiaoxiao worked, Zhang Xinyun turned to check on the other woman.

In this crude tent, a cesarean section wasn’t an option.

They had to rely on traditional methods to help with the delivery.

After three exhausting hours, the cries of two babies filled the tent.

"My son! Show me my son!"

The man rushed in.

"Close the tent tight—don’t let the wind in."

Ye Xiaoxiao was just wrapping the baby when the man burst in.

This man was not only backward but also had a clear preference for sons.

For a moment, Ye Xiaoxiao was almost glad the baby was a boy.

"It’s a boy—hold him steady. Is there anyone else here? Someone needs to look after the mother."

This time, the man complied. "Okay, okay, I’ll hold him. I’ll get my mother to come take care of her."

The other man was silent and passive, following Zhang Xinyun’s instructions like a puppet.

Thankfully, both mother and baby were fine.

Zhang Xinyun and Ye Xiaoxiao stepped outside. The night was pitch black.

The rest of their classmates were nowhere in sight.

Once he saw the delivery was successful, Sun Zhengyao left to handle other tasks.

"Let’s go back to the bus and figure out where we’re sleeping tonight," Zhang Xinyun suggested.

Ye Xiaoxiao, now both hungry and exhausted, simply nodded in response.