Traveling through ancient times, the spy princess had everything going smoothly

Chapter 532 Treating the Wounded

An elderly imperial physician could not bear to watch this any longer. He put down the pestle in his hand, walked quickly to Qing He, and spoke with unquestionable concern:

"Princess, you have been working hard for a long time, it's time to rest.

You are pregnant, so you must not overwork yourself and the fetus in your belly.

Please leave the rescue work here to us, we will do our best."

Other doctors also gathered around and tried to persuade him one after another.

"Yes, Princess, we all understand your feelings, but your health is the most important."

"Princess, please take a rest first. We will do our best to treat every injured person. If there are any injured people we cannot treat, we will ask you to help."

Qinghe stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and looked at the tired yet concerned faces in front of him, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

She smiled and said:

"Thank you for your concern, but how can I rest at this critical moment? There are still so many injured people who need treatment. How can I leave with peace of mind?"

The elderly doctor frowned and said seriously:

“Princess, if you collapse from exhaustion, not only will you be unable to continue treating the injured, but it will also make the prince and the emperor worry.

We are all doctors, saving lives and healing the wounded is our duty, please rest assured and leave this to us."

Qinghe looked at everyone's determined eyes and knew that if she continued to refuse, she would be betraying their kindness.

She sighed softly and nodded:

"Okay, I'll take a break for a while, but if you encounter any difficult symptoms, please call me immediately."

The doctors all agreed with pleased smiles on their faces.

Qinghe stood up slowly, her legs a little weak from standing for a long time. She held onto the table to steady herself.

At this time, Baili Ye had just returned from the ruins after searching and rescuing. When he saw Qinghe's appearance, his eyes were full of heartache.

He walked quickly to Qinghe and held her:

"Xiao He, why are you so tired? Didn't I tell you to take care of yourself?"

Qing He leaned in Baili Ye's arms and said softly:

"I'm fine. Everyone has been working so hard. I just can't bear to rest."

Baili Ye gently touched her head:

"You've done enough. Be obedient and have a good rest. I'll stay with you."

With Baili Ye's help, Qinghe came to the temporary rest tent.

Qinghe was indeed tired. She lay down on the simple bed and fell asleep soon.

An hour later, Qing He woke up and felt slightly refreshed. He opened his eyes and asked Bai Li Ye who was sitting beside him anxiously:

"Aye, what's the situation now?"

Baili Ye looked solemn, held her hand, and said in a deep voice:

"The casualties are too severe, there are still many wounded, and everyone is very busy."

When Qing He heard this, he lifted the quilt and was about to get up, but Bai Li Ye quickly stopped him:

"You've just rested for an hour, lie down for a while."

Qing He shook his head firmly:

"No, I've rested for long enough. I have to go help."

Having said that, he stood up and walked out of the tent despite Baili Ye's dissuasion.

The scene before him made Qinghe's heart suddenly tighten. He saw rows of wounded lying on the ground, groaning one after another.

A young doctor was sweating profusely as he bandaged a disaster victim's leg, but the wound kept oozing blood and the bleeding could not be stopped. The doctor was so anxious that his eyes turned red.

Seeing this, Qing He immediately stepped forward, squatted down to check the injury, and said:

"Don't panic, first use a clean cloth to press hard to stop the bleeding."

As she gave instructions, she took out some hemostatic powder from the medicine box beside her and sprinkled it evenly on the wound. "Wrap it tightly with a bandage. Remember, don't loosen it."

After treating this wounded man, Qinghe moved on to the next one.

An old man was lying on the ground, his face pale and his breath weak. The imperial physician beside him was helpless.

Qing He felt the old man's pulse and frowned:

"He is suffering from a lack of energy and blood, and he is frightened. His condition is critical."

She took the pill out of her sleeve pocket, handed it to the old man and said:

"Old man, take this medicine first, and you will feel better in a while."

After settling the old man, Qinghe turned to the other side.

A doctor saw Qinghe coming and said quickly:

"Princess, this pregnant woman was just rescued from the rubble. Fortunately, the baby was not hurt, but she hasn't eaten for a few days. She was frightened and had a fetal cough. I don't know how to deal with it."

Qinghe listened and walked towards the pregnant woman.

Qinghe saw a pregnant woman holding her belly in pain, and rushed over immediately.

The pregnant woman cried and said, "My child..."

Qing He comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll show you."

After a careful examination, she took out a pregnancy-preserving medicine and gave it to him, then said to the guard beside her:

"Take her to the tent first. I want to perform a pregnancy-preserving operation on her."