Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

"Medic! Quick! Medic, prepare!"

Commander Zhao's heart sank: This commotion was likely a sign of impending doom...

The tent flap was suddenly flung open, and a group of people rushed in.

Su Wanqing had just finished dealing with Old Zhang's barrage of questions when, before she could even look up, a figure carrying both chill and moisture entered her field of vision. The next second, she was forcefully pulled into a cold yet firm embrace.

"Wanqing...is it really you? They said you came, but I didn't believe it..." Zhou Yanshen's voice was hoarse and trembling, his arms gripping her so tightly they hurt. Overjoyed and fearful overwhelmed his usual restraint, and he even ignored the stares of those around him, lowering his head to kiss her cheek heavily.

Su Wanqing bumped into his cold, damp chest, feeling his vigorous heartbeat. Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense for days, finally settled heavily back down, and her nose tingled with emotion: "Yan Shen—"

Zhou Yanshen hugged her tightly and couldn't help but kiss her again to confirm that she was indeed his wife.

Seeing Zhou Yanshen holding his wife and not stopping, even wanting to kiss her again...

"Cough, cough!" Commander Zhao coughed twice forcefully. "We can talk about reuniting later! Save people first!"

Zhou Yanshen snapped back to reality, a barely perceptible blush flashing across his cold, handsome face. He quickly released Su Wanqing and turned to point to the stretcher behind him: "Wanqing, quickly look at my comrades! Their condition... is very bad."

The accompanying military doctor, who had already examined them, shook his head with a grave expression: "Hypothermia combined with severe infection, there are already signs of organ failure. This one, this one, and this one are already in critical condition. If we delay too long, I'm afraid..." He pointed to Wang Zhiming and the others who were most seriously injured, his tone regretful and certain, "Don't even mention me, even if we were sent to a major hospital in the provincial capital immediately, it would be too late to save them."

Four seriously wounded soldiers, all beyond saving? Commander Zhao felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

Of the eight people, only three survived.

Everyone felt a tightness in their chests; the atmosphere became heavy.

Zhou Yanshen's gaze was fixed on Su Wanqing: "Wanqing, they held on for six days, finally getting rescued... Do you think we can save them? Even if they're paralyzed or mentally impaired, it's still worth it..."

Although he trusted that Su Wanqing could save the patient, he was still rational and could not say that he could save the patient in front of so many people. He had to leave her some room to maneuver so as not to accuse her of not being able to save the patient and put her in an unjust position!

"Let me take a look first." Su Wanqing quickly composed herself and squatted down beside the stretcher. She first checked the other two lightly injured people who were still conscious. "These two are not seriously injured; they just need cleaning and infection control. This one has severe hypothermia, but it can be reversed."

With each sentence he heard, Zhou Yanshen's tense back relaxed a little. He knew that his wife was the most formidable!

"As for this—" When it was Wang Zhiming's turn, Su Wanqing lifted his eyelids, checked his carotid artery, and frowned slightly. Without hesitation, she took out a syringe from her medical kit, but secretly pulled it out from her spatial storage—an enhanced version of spiritual spring water—and injected it directly into his jugular vein.

"It's alright, it can be saved."

"Wanqing..." Zhou Yanshen clenched his fists, his voice filled with undisguised pride and relief.

The military doctor stood by, dumbfounded: "Wait! Dr. Su, this person's pupils are almost dilated, how can you say 'it's nothing'? This, this is not the time to be stubborn!" He didn't mean any harm, he just couldn't believe it.

Before Su Wanqing could speak, Zhou Yanshen stepped aside, standing between her and the military doctor. His chin was slightly raised, and his tone was as cold as ever, yet it carried an undeniable certainty:

"My wife said that as long as someone has a breath left, it's not a big deal to her. If she says she can save them, she definitely can. Is there a problem?"

His wife just said it herself: he can be saved, he can be saved, it's not a big problem!! He trusts his wife!!

The military doctor swallowed hard. Zhou Yanshen's aura was terrifying, like a demon. "Captain Zhou, I, I didn't mean that. Even if you usually trust your lover, but—this, this is too..." It's a bit unbelievable, isn't it? It makes it seem like the knowledge he learned is fake?

Before she could finish speaking, Su Wanqing had already deftly prepared the IV equipment, without even looking up: "Please prepare the IV stand for me. This comrade needs emergency fluid resuscitation and anti-shock treatment, and the others also need immediate fluid replacement. I'll start the resuscitation here first."

As for what kind of liquid it was, well, it was probably some kind of enhanced spiritual spring water. It's a pity that her space only has a little over 3 tons left, and every little bit used is a little less! I just hope that next time the space is upgraded, more enhanced spiritual spring water will be provided.

Although Su Wanqing's medical skills were indeed insufficient to save everyone, the enhanced spiritual spring provided an infusion for each person, so the problem was not too serious.

Sigh, sometimes even with her extraordinary talent as a doctor, she really is worthless in front of external cheat codes.

After a booster injection of the enhanced Lingquan injection, within minutes, a trace of color miraculously returned to Wang Zhiming's ashen face, a faint hoarse sound came from his throat, and his chest began to rise and fall slightly.

Upon seeing this, Commander Zhao looked at Su Wanqing with eyes that seemed to have discovered a treasure. He turned to the army doctor and said, "What are you all standing there for? Listen to Doctor Su!"

Seeing that the person could actually be saved, the military doctor simply threw all the knowledge he had learned into his head and quickly got to work following Su Wanqing's instructions. He didn't care whether it violated common sense or not. Bah, if he could save lives, he would also get a second-class merit. He wouldn't be foolish enough to question it anymore.

The military doctor looked at Su Wanqing with burning determination. In modern terms, it was like this: the big boss was charging ahead, and he was just following along and winning!

Su Wanqing first used the enhanced spiritual spring water to pull Wang Zhiming back from the brink of death, then cleaned and bandaged his wounds. After finishing that, she quickly put spiritual spring water IV drips on the other three seriously wounded soldiers to keep them alive, and then turned to treat their wounds. The military doctor was very skilled at this, and directly cut away the rotten and infected flesh.

More than an hour passed, and the tent was quiet. Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of affecting Su Wanqing's operation.

Finally, the horrific wounds on the wounded soldiers were treated, and Wang Zhiming's breathing stabilized.

The military doctor breathed a sigh of relief. "Dr. Su, you are truly amazing! I'm impressed!" He was genuinely impressed; his second-class merit award was now secure, and he sincerely thanked Su Wanqing!

"Saving lives is what we doctors should do." Su Wanqing wiped her sweat. "His life has been saved for now, but he is still in the peak season for infection. He might develop a fever tonight or tomorrow. Someone has to keep an eye on him and can't leave him alone."

The military doctor immediately declared righteously, "Leave this small matter to me, I guarantee I won't leave you alone." He couldn't let the second-class merit slip away, and he declared that Su Wanqing was his benefactor!