Rotting Land: Survive

Five minutes, life is even shorter!

Old Xu quickly treated Derek’s wound, his swift actions leaving Demmi completely stunned. It was her first time seeing someone bandage a wound so quickly and skillfully.

It wasn’t just Demmi; even Derek, the person involved, was amazed by Old Xu’s expertise. He remembered Old Xu previously mentioning "knowing some medical knowledge".

But now, looking at his adept movements, he seemed more professional than a hospital nurse.

No wonder Demmi and Derek were surprised by Old Xu’s bandaging skills, but if they knew the environment and possible situations these Sharp Blade Company soldiers face in their daily tasks, they might understand why Old Xu’s actions are so quick.

One must know, behind enemy lines, it is a grim place without rescue, without supplies, where everyone wants to silence you.

In such a place, survival itself is challenging, let alone completing the tasks assigned by the organization.

Therefore, they must learn all survival skills, and battlefield first aid is an important aspect of that.

Because the prerequisite to completing the task is first and foremost staying alive.

To achieve this goal, special forces soldiers like Xu Renjie utilize their training time to its fullest extent. Even tasks like bandaging a wound, which require delicate handling, are practiced hundreds or thousands of times, turning them into instinctive bodily reactions.

It’s no exaggeration to say that when it comes to basic battlefield medical care, even professional hospital nurses might not match Xu Renjie.

This is the soldier of Huaxia! This is the special forces of Huaxia!

To Demmi and Derek’s astonishment, Old Xu remained rather calm. He did this merely to prove to Demmi that his words were not false, hoping to dispel her doubts.

"Little brother Derek, although these are just superficial wounds, you still need to be cautious, especially regarding the location of the wound. Do not let it get infected, or it might become troublesome."

Nodding, Derek responded with a "Yes".

Demmi, due to Xu Renjie’s "wondrous hands", had a significant change in her previously hostile attitude towards him.

"Hehe, Miss Demmi, can you take me to see Lina’s situation now?"

"Uh..." Momentarily stunned, Demmi was evidently ashamed of her earlier inappropriate behavior, but her relatively candid nature quickly made her let it go. She stood up from the stool and smiled, "Wait a bit, I’ll go check first."

Understanding the differences between men and women, Old Xu nodded and sat quietly, waiting.

Approximately a minute later, Demmi, having confirmed everything, hurriedly walked out from behind the curtain. Seeing her face showing a gloomy expression, Derek refrained from inquiring.

Compared to the unaware Demmi, Derek was very clear about Old Xu’s group’s purpose.

Old Xu also noticed Demmi’s serious look but didn’t show much reaction since he had dealt with worse situations on the battlefield.

The first rule in the special forces’ Law of Survival is to maintain a calm mind regardless of the situation.

"Let’s go, let’s take a look at her!" Standing up, Old Xu quickly walked toward the curtain, pulling it aside to reveal a girl lying on the bed.

Along the edge of the wall were placed ointments, a toothbrush, and other toiletries. Two pairs of recently changed **stockings were hanging on a temporarily stretched plastic rope.

This was Zhao Lina’s living environment; though simple, it was tidily organized.

From this alone, Old Xu could basically judge that Old Zhao’s daughter, like Old Zhao, was meticulous and good at planning and management.

Collecting his thoughts, Old Xu stepped up to Zhao Lina. The girl’s complexion was delicate, not particularly pretty, but exceedingly pleasant to look at.

Only at this moment, Zhao Lina’s face was tense, her forehead slightly flushed. Old Xu leaned over and felt her forehead, immediately causing his eyes to narrow into "eights".

"How long has she been like this?"

Seeing the solemnity in Old Xu’s expression, Demmi didn’t dare to be careless and quickly replied, "It’s been about ten hours... What’s wrong with her?"

"What have you all been eating lately?"

"This..." Demmi shook her head bitterly, "A handful of rice a day, plus half a pack of instant noodles."

"That’s it?" Although he anticipated the food here wouldn’t be great, he didn’t expect it to be this bad.

"Why is it so little!? Doesn’t little brother Derek go out to get supplies every day?"

As Old Xu thought, the "Japan" small beasts would at least ensure Derek’s side gets enough supplies, right?

After all, everyone’s survival depended on him, but...

"These were originally meant for Derek, now divided among the three of us, so..."

Suddenly realizing, thinking of Derek’s deal with the Japanese students, Xu Renjie understood why Derek only received a meager amount of supplies.

The other side wanted to use this method to dissuade Derek, to make him give up protecting the women.

But they did not expect Derek to be so stubborn, preferring to eat less rather than compromise with them.

Thinking of this, Xu Renjie couldn’t help but start to like this American boy.

"What’s wrong with Lina exactly?" Demmi asked once again.

"It’s likely due to long-term nutritional deficiency leading to decreased bodily resistance, coupled with the recent large temperature difference between day and night, and poor heating, Lina has caught a cold."

"Then, what should we do?"

"First, we need to bring down her fever. Do you have any fever-reducing medicine here?"

"We do, but they’re all with those ’Japan’ bastards."

"Alright! I’ll go ask them for it."

"Hey, wait!" Grabbing Old Xu’s sleeve, Demmi frowned and shook her head, "Don’t go, it’s useless; they won’t give it to you even if you ask."

"How would you know without trying!" Old Xu was not someone who gives up easily, especially since it involved Zhao Lina’s life.

He had promised Old Zhao to bring Zhao Lina back to the base alive.

"Is there really no other way?" Demmi diverted the topic.

Old Xu thought for a bit, "The alternative way is physical cooling. Do you have hot water here?"

"Hot water? We do."

"Good, start applying it to Lina’s forehead, neck, armpits, palms, soles, and joints from now on. Also, lift the quilt partly so Lina’s limbs are exposed for natural cooling."

"Oh, okay, I’ll do it right away." Despite having doubts about the effectiveness of this method, given the current situation, Demmi had no choice but to follow Old Xu’s instructions.

After giving instructions, Old Xu glanced at Zhao Lina, whose face was pained, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to find those "Japan" students to ask for fever-reducing medicine.

Because from Zhao Lina’s condition, if her temperature isn’t brought down in time, once it affects her nerves, the consequences will be unthinkable. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)