Rescue

"We need to hurry!" Yinsen had slipped into the role of a doctor. "Give me a hand. Get her onto the bed, and I'll go get the medical kit!"

"You're going to save her without even asking who she is?" Xiao Yan asked, puzzled.

"How could you even think that?" Yinsen shot him a look. "A doctor can't stand by and watch a life slip away right before his eyes. Even if she's an utterly unforgivable criminal, I can save her first and let her face judgment afterward!"

Fang Bie shrugged and looked at the boy, who had begun to relax. "That's just how Yinsen is. He's a doctor, and that's always the look on his face when he's saving someone."

Even during the ten-odd days they'd spent resting, Fang Bie had seen Yinsen occasionally go to the nearby State Hospital to perform surgery and save people who needed emergency treatment. That was how he knew.

He grabbed the woman's shoulder where she lay on the ground and jerked his chin. "What are you waiting for? Give us a hand. You're the one who brought her back!"

Xiao Yan was still trying to process all the information he'd received. He froze for a moment at Fang Bie's words, then quickly crouched and grabbed the woman's legs.

"One, two, lift!" Fang Bie called out. The two of them gently raised the woman and carried her along the path to a nearby cabin.

Along the path, they could see golden wheat fields, vegetable gardens flashing with a variety of colors, and three distinctive little wooden cabins.

By then, Yinsen had slung a huge metal medical kit over his shoulder and run out of a nearby storeroom. Seeing the two of them carrying the patient, he hurried over to direct them.

"Careful. Keep her as steady as you can. Don't let the wound tear open again!"

"Raise her head a little. Yes, just like that. Keep the blood flowing; don't let it pool!"

Just as they were nearing the cabin, he went ahead and opened the door.

When they first built this laboratory, they'd considered that a single door might not always be convenient for people coming and going at the same time. So they'd specially made it a double door, which came in handy now. The two of them went through, one after the other.

Yinsen took a clean white sheet from his Backpack and gently spread it over the red bed. "Careful. Don't jostle her. She's in bad shape and can't take any bumps!"

He was a real doctor. He'd already wheeled over a rack from beside the workbench. Industrial equipment couldn't be used here, so he'd made a tray out of a few simple iron plates. It looked like an iron stand, and he set it down nearby.

While the two of them struggled to position the woman on the bed, Yinsen had already put on a mask and laid out all kinds of surgical instruments on the iron stand. Then he switched on the lamp overhead, which had been made from the gift Tony had given him.

Of all the industrial equipment Tony had given him, the only thing that still worked was the Arc Reactor. It happened to produce an exceptionally bright light, so Yinsen had brought it into the cabin to use as a Shadowless Lamp.

"Fang Bie, stay and assist me. The rest of you, leave the door open and wait outside. The patient needs a well-ventilated environment!" Yinsen began shooing them away without ceremony.

When he stepped into the role of a doctor, he wasn't intimidated by anyone.

Fang Bie watched the two hesitant men. He knew they probably didn't trust them at all yet, and could only sigh.

"Just watch from the side. Don't say anything or make a fuss!" He'd rather keep the two of them where he could see them, so he could at least keep an eye on them.

"Light the Furnace. Run all the instruments through the fire, and open the alcohol. We don't have any electronic tools, so this is probably going to take a long time," Yinsen said, his expression grave.

Fang Bie had already taken out a few chunks of coal and stuffed them into the Furnace. Warm flames leapt up at once, brightly lighting the dim cabin.

Fang Bie had also put on a white mask. There was no point letting the rich guy's gifts go to waste. If they ran out, he could always go back and ask for more.

Fang Bie was confident he could trade gold for them. He'd just found several gold mines yesterday, and the Gold Blocks he'd made from them added up to a whole cubic meter. Trading for a few masks would be no problem.

By then, Yinsen had taken a Scalpel and carefully cut away the woman's outer armor. He moved very quickly. While Fang Bie was still heating all the iron tools, Yinsen had already draped a layer of white cloth over the woman's upper body.

He'd studied a lot of Eastern cultures and knew that many women there were reserved. Although he didn't necessarily share their views, Yinsen still respected their traditions.

Doctors saw more than enough in their line of work, and he wasn't concerned about whether he might get a better look at anything. Once he'd exposed the wound below the woman's neck and above her chest, he made no further move.

As for her armor, it had been casually piled in a corner. Fang Bie glanced at the glittering shine across it. At a glance, it was clearly no ordinary armor.

"Alcohol Cotton!" Yinsen called, holding out a pair of tweezers. Fang Bie handed him the box.

Yinsen picked up a large piece of Alcohol Cotton and gently wiped the wound. "Give me the Syringe. I'll inject anesthetic all around it."

Fang Bie turned to fetch the Syringe from the cabinet, while Yinsen carefully opened another cabinet and took out several bottles of medicine.

Next came drawing up different medicines. From time to time, Yinsen flicked the Syringe and squeezed out a drop or two.

"What are they doing? Treating her wounds? I've never seen this unusual method of healing before. Are you sure they're not doing something strange to that woman?" Yao Lao whispered to Xiao Yan.

"You don't understand, Master. This is a special medical technique called Surgery. They use instruments to treat the wound, clean away the blood and grime, remove the rotten tissue, and then stitch the injured area closed. That helps the wound heal faster."

"Why go to so much trouble? Even an ordinary Dou Shi can use Dou Qi to speed up the healing of a wound." Yao Lao still didn't understand.

"Ordinary people don't have the power of Dou Qi to help them. They can only use their own ingenuity to find more ways to treat injuries," Xiao Yan said with a sigh.

"This doesn't seem like something you should know. I've traveled all over the continent and never seen anything like this." Yao Lao gave him a sidelong glance.

"Ahem! Everyone has a few secrets, Master. Don't press too hard!" Xiao Yan chuckled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject.

"Why do you suddenly have a body?"

"I don't know either. When I first arrived in this world, I felt a force pushing me out of the Ring. After I came out, I ended up like this. I don't quite understand it myself. It's probably something to do with this world!"

"You mean... this isn't our world?" Xiao Yan asked.

"You brat. I'm always telling you to observe your surroundings carefully, but you spend all day brushing off this old man. Look up and see for yourself. Where would the Dou Qi Continent get a square sun?" Yao Lao pointed at the sky in exasperation, but his eyes were frighteningly deep.