Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Zhang Zhiwei was not surprised when he received the message from Zhang Sanjia.

He had expected that this day might come when he gave Zhang Sanjia Yin-Yang Paper.

He was prepared for this.

He couldn't help with much else, but he could help with some medicines.

In order to fight against the flood and provide disaster relief, he stockpiled a lot of medicine.

However, current medicines, both in the East and the West, are very simple.

Especially in the treatment of trauma.

Most of the domestic medicines are herbal medicines. Yunnan Baiyao is very famous now. It can be taken orally or applied externally. The disinfection is mostly done with liquor and salt water...

The ones abroad are better. Most of them use alcohol, iodine, sodium hypochlorite solution, etc., as well as tetanus antitoxin, which was invented in the West fifty years ago. China does not have it at this stage and can only rely on imports.

In addition, blood type matching and anticoagulation technology have been popularized abroad, and hemorrhagic shock can be corrected by transfusing whole blood or plasma, but this technology is not available in China except in a few large hospitals.

Although antibiotics had been discovered, their discoverers did not pay much attention to them.

However, Zhang Zhiwei asked Wang Ai to fund him a few years in advance, and organized a team of experts to start the research.

With investment at all costs, the results in recent years have been gratifying. Phase II clinical trials have begun, and it will not be long before the product can be put into formal production.

After Zhang Zhiwei learned about this, he ordered them to urgently produce a batch of research personnel.

As soon as the flood relief work began, Wang Ai was handed over to him.

Wang Ai was not clear about the purpose of this batch of medicines and thought that Zhang Zhiwei was using them for disaster relief.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't say much. Although he was a big mouth, he was not unaware of the seriousness of the matter.

This batch of medicines was very precious. In order to avoid any problems during delivery, Zhang Zhiwei did not ask someone to transfer them, but asked Zhang Sanjia to come to him directly to get them.

And now, Zhang Zhiwei is fighting floods and providing disaster relief in Yueyang.

Because the disaster has hit various parts of the country, it would be too inefficient to visit each location one by one.

He then divided the alien disaster relief alliance organized by various factions into more than a dozen small teams and rushed to different places.

When assigning teams, Zhang Zhiwei did not divide them into different sects, because people from the same sect mostly had the same methods. Some sects specialized in self-defense and were not suitable for disaster relief at all.

Some sects are not known for their self-defense methods but for their medical skills. They can only provide auxiliary services. When they go to disaster areas with harsh conditions, they are not much better off than the disaster victims.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwei broke them up according to their abilities, and reorganized them into elite teams with balanced capabilities that could cope with various scenarios.

Lu Ci and Lu Jin each led a team of people.

After several years of practice, Tian Jinzhong's skills have greatly improved. He has initially acquired the ability to work on his own and also leads a team of people.

However, Zhang Zhiwei was still partial when assigning the teams. Tian Jinzhong's team was full of good players, and there were even a few brothers who had practiced the Golden Light Mantra to the point of Qi transformation.

Throughout the entire alien world, the Golden Light Curse is a very comprehensive ability, enough to deal with various situations in disasters.

It is worth mentioning that at this critical juncture, Zhang Huaiyi, who had been gaining experience in the martial arts world, also responded to Zhang Zhiwei's call and returned to Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Zhiwei also asked him to lead a team of people to provide disaster relief.

This guy was trying to refuse at the time, saying that he lacked experience and could not command everyone, but Zhang Zhiwei ignored his opinion and forced him to have a team of not very strong players.

Because the team members are not strong and lack confidence, Zhang Huaiyi cannot continue to play dumb, otherwise the team's morale will be broken.

In desperation, he could only show his skills, with one hand shining with golden light and the other hand performing thunder magic. This scene made his team members' eyes become starry.

They all said that one cannot judge a book by its cover, and that this seemingly ordinary little Taoist priest was actually a great master of thunder magic who practiced in Mount Longhu.

As for the team under Zhang Zhiwei's command, they are basically the youngest and most careless among the alien disaster relief team. If they go to other places, they may only cause trouble. Now they are all helping him.

Zhang Zhiwei's reputation in the world nowadays can only be described as flourishing flowers and brocade, and oil boiling on a blazing fire. When these young people saw Zhang Zhiwei, they were as enthusiastic as the fans of later generations seeing their dream stars.

They completed all the tasks assigned by Zhang Zhiwei with great concentration and did not dare to slack off at all. They hoped that the little Taoist priest would give them some pointers in recognition of their hard work.

After all, the little master is a rare talent in the world. Anyone who gets his guidance, young or old, will make rapid progress.

No matter how much Zhang Zhiwei didn't like to pay attention to others, he knew it very well.

He was also generous in giving advice to these little guys, but everything would have to wait until the disaster relief was over.

At this moment, he brought a group of brothers to a county town in Yueyang area.

Because of the Dongting Lake bursting its banks, the entire county was affected. The flood was like a galloping horse. The water in the city was several meters deep. Houses collapsed in large numbers. Many people were swept away by the flood in their sleep...

Because the disaster came too quickly and no one organized a rescue, by the time Zhang Zhiwei and his team arrived, the scene was already horrific.

As far as the eye can see, muddy floods have submerged the streets, and the misty water surface stretches as far as the eye can see.

Fish and shrimp were hanging on the trees. Because it was the hottest time of the year, the bodies decayed quickly. After being in the water for a few days, the bodies had become swollen, which made people's scalps numb. Some of the highly decomposed floating bodies had swollen bellies like drums, and they exploded in the water with a "bang", and the foul-smelling pus overflowed...

In short, what you see is a hellish scene that makes people feel cold. If an ordinary person saw it, he would probably vomit on the spot and have nightmares for the next few months.

But the members of Zhang Zhiwei's team have seen this kind of scene many times, and their nerves have been trained as steel, so they will not show any ugly behavior. However, humans are not plants, so it is inevitable that they feel a little sad.

"Brother Zhang, looking at this scene, we are a little late. Is there anyone alive here?" said a fat boy from Yanwu Hall.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded: "There are still some, and there are a lot of them. Although the water is flooding, the streets in the county are still navigable, but as long as you escape the first wave, there is still a chance of survival. Let's go into the city and take a look."

After saying that, Zhang Zhiwei's mind moved, and golden light spread out from under his feet, and instantly turned into a speedboat, floating on the water.

The five team members behind him were already accustomed to this and immediately jumped onto the boat and stood still.

Zhang Zhiwei thrust his palm backwards, with the power in his palm surging and pushing forward through the waves.

Soon, the speedboat rushed into the city. The ancient city wall built in the Ming Dynasty had collapsed, and some landmark buildings in the city, such as the Confucian Temple, were destroyed by the flood. The thousand-year-old city became a swamp. Furniture, clothing, livestock carcasses and other debris were floating everywhere. However, there were indeed many people who hid in high places and escaped.

Zhang Zhiwei drove a speedboat through the flooded streets and alleys. Golden light gushed out from his body and transformed into tentacles, rescuing the survivors clinging to the roofs and trees.

Some of the houses were taller and more solid, and there were survivors on the upper floors. Zhang Zhiwei used golden light to break through the walls and bring the people out.

If this magical scene happened under normal circumstances, people would definitely bow down in worship and shout that it was a god descending to earth.

But it was very quiet at that time. Most of the rescued people did not have the energy to do these things. Some were even frightened and fainted.

Zhang Zhiwei was only responsible for saving people, while the team members behind him were responsible for the aftermath, treating the injured, giving food to the hungry, and treating the sick.

Before setting out for disaster relief, Zhang Zhiwei sought medicines from Baicaotang, Jishidiang and other traditional Chinese medicine schools, but was unsuccessful.

It’s not that these sects don’t give him face, it’s just that the landlord has no surplus food.

The wars during this period were fierce, especially the Nanjing authorities, who suffered three major defeats in a short period of time. The stocks of these Chinese medicine schools were taken away by them, and even some were booked for the next few years.

They wanted to lend a helping hand to Zhang Zhiwei, but they were powerless and could not provide large quantities of medicinal materials.

Of course, if it’s just a few prescriptions of Chinese medicine, you can take them out, but there’s no point in that.

At that time, Zhang Zhiwei was a little anxious, because many medicinal herbs on the market had been confiscated by the Jinling authorities, and he could not buy them even if he had money.

There was no need to rob, because the Jinling authorities were also using medicinal materials to treat the wounded. At the same time, they also arranged some manpower to fight the flood and provide disaster relief.

So Zhang Zhiwei could only find a way on his own, and most of the medicinal herbs he used now were purchased from the Tiantong Church’s overseas companies.

During the process, they were blocked several times by various parties. Finally, Helsing of the Royal Anglican Knights learned that this batch of medicines was to be used for flood control and disaster relief, and stepped forward to settle everything.

In this disaster relief effort, although the Chinese medicine sects in the alien world were unable to provide financial support, they still provided human support and sent a number of disciples, with one assigned to each team, including Duanmu Ying.

However, although he failed to get medicinal materials from the traditional Chinese medicine school, the people from the Fujiyama School gave him a surprise and brought him a lot of witchcraft medicine, which was very effective in curing diseases and saving lives.

The Fujiyama School is an all-female sect that accepts only female disciples. Their initiation ceremony is to awaken their unique abilities through the use of secret potions.

Some of them are similar to the self-cultivation furnace, but they are not the same. The self-cultivation furnace can allow people who do not have the qualifications to practice to gain abilities, while the Fujiyama School's potions can allow acquired people with the qualifications to practice to awaken their abilities and become innate people.

Lu Linglong had participated in the entry selection of Tengshan Sect and awakened the ability to control blood. However, for some reasons, she was unable to join the Tengshan Sect and instead joined Quanzhen Longmen.

It is worth mentioning that the famous Quanxing figure Wu Mama is a traitor of the Tengshan School. In the plot, she once prepared potions that greatly increased the power of a group of Quanxing monsters. With the help of the magic armor and horse, they crossed hundreds of kilometers from Dawang Mountain to Longhu Mountain in a very short time and rescued Wu Gensheng. This shows the magic of their potions.

However, the output of potions from the Fujishan School is not high. Just like the talismans from the Tianshi Mansion, an average Taoist priest can only draw one in several hours. The output of potions from the Fujishan School is similar. It is far from enough to meet the needs of the entire disaster area.

However, considering the human lives at stake and the favor owed to the young Taoist priest, everyone in the Fujiyama sect was working hard to prepare the potion.

Every few days, the people from Huode Sect would go to Fujiyama to get medicine, and then distribute these medicines to each team through fire escape.

Fujiyama's medicine is indeed extremely magical. As long as the person is not dead, the symptoms will be relieved immediately after taking a bowl of medicine.

However, when taking the medicine, the people from the Fujiyama School also said that their medicine can only be used for emergency treatment and cannot cure the disease. Don’t think that after drinking a bowl of it, the disease will be cured and the symptoms will be relieved immediately, but what is overdrawn is the future life. In any case, it is incomparable with the Chinese herbal medicines of Baicaotang and other schools of traditional Chinese medicine.

In short, some of them are similar to the small clinics in later generations, which give strong hormone drugs to patients with colds to restore their current health at the cost of reducing their upper health limit.

However, now that it is a matter of life and death, I can't care about these things. It is better to shorten my life than to die on the spot.

Moreover, this kind of medicine is not enough. In order to save more people, each dose of medicine is diluted greatly, and the effect is greatly reduced.

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Zhang Zhiwei was responsible for rescuing the person, while the younger brothers behind him provided treatment in an orderly manner.

If he encountered a disaster victim who was half alive and no medicine could help him, Zhang Zhiwei would use his own hands to rescue him.

Disaster relief is a physical job, so he must conserve his energy and use medicines whenever possible.

The county town was not big, and in a short while, he had picked up all the survivors on the speedboat.

Of course, it can no longer be called a speedboat now. As more and more disaster victims are rescued, the coverage of its golden light is also getting larger. Now it has become a large golden ship, but its shape is a bit simple, quite like the posture of Odebiao in later generations driving a boat to pull people.

As more people came, the sounds on the boat increased, some groaning, some crying, some thanking the gods...

Zhang Zhiwei stood at the bow, with his back to the crowd, and did not respond.

At this moment, he didn't even have the mood to talk big.

After picking up the people, the golden ship pulled the victims towards high ground. After rushing a few dozen meters ashore, in the astonished eyes of everyone, the ship collapsed and turned into points of light and dissipated.

The situation was urgent and it was impossible for Zhang Zhiwei to provide proper resettlement for every victim. After saving his life, he had to go to the official flood relief point on his own.

He left some dry food for the victims and then disappeared amid waves of thanks.

Zhang Zhiwei and his team followed the waterway to the next disaster area.

At this moment, the fat boy from Yanwu Hall pointed forward and shouted:
"Brother Zhang, look over there..."

In the turbulent water, I saw a wooden basin containing a baby floating downstream. A weak crying sound came from the baby, and the basin might capsize at any time.

"Don't worry, someone has gone to rescue us." Zhang Zhiwei said.

Suddenly, a tall figure wearing a straw hat and a raincoat jumped out from the waves, picked up the wooden basin, and walked over the water.

“Good skills!”

"What a beautiful martial art."

The young people behind him couldn't help but sigh.

"Zhang Sanjia, meet the Little Heavenly Master."

The man in the straw raincoat flew in front of Zhang Zhiwei, holding the wooden basin in one hand and taking off his bamboo hat with the other, and said with a bent waist. (End of this chapter)