Chapter 913 Rescue Team

As the healing energy continued to function, the old man's breathing became more stable, and as if under the soothing care of this warm light, the pain in his body gradually eased.

Liu Mengyun could feel that the old man's vital signs were gradually stabilizing.

Time passed by minute by second, and finally, the old man's wound was completely healed, with no trace of injury visible, and the whole person's complexion returned to a healthy and rosy complexion.

Liu Mengyun breathed a long sigh of relief and gently wiped the dense sweat on his forehead.

She used almost half of her supernatural power to treat the old man, and it could be said that she rescued him from the hands of the King of Hell.

There is no way, the old man is just an ordinary person, she has no special powers, and because she is old and suffers from some common geriatric diseases, her body is already extremely weak.

If it weren't for Liu Mengyun, a person with healing powers, I'm afraid the old man would be doomed today.

At this time, after seeing that the old man was fine, Liu Mengyun did not stop at all, and immediately turned around and devoted himself to the treatment of the little girl next to him.

While cleaning the little girl's wounds gently, she said to Shi Xinxin, who was doing the job for her: "Xinxin, I can do it by myself. You and everyone else, go and help me stabilize the other injured people as much as possible, and fight for me as much as possible." Take some time!”

Shi Xinxin immediately nodded in agreement.

In fact, there is no need for Liu Mengyun to say anything, the members of the Taobao Group have already started taking action.

They are all veteran members with rich survival experience, and they are very good at dealing with some trauma.

Simple operations like this to treat wounds are a piece of cake for them.

No, many members of the pocket removal group have already begun to treat the wounds of those injured with more serious symptoms.

At this moment, the fine acid rain outside the house was splashing on the ground wantonly, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if even the surrounding buildings were silently watching all this.

In this slightly noisy and chaotic scene, among the onlookers who witnessed Liu Mengyun's entire treatment process, there were actually some warm-hearted people who volunteered to help.

Some of them acted quickly, gently and carefully to assist the members of the pocket removal team, and moved the injured to a relatively comfortable and safe place.

Some hurriedly looked around for clean cloth strips and towels, and then gently wiped the sweat off the injured's forehead.

Others took the initiative to maintain order at the scene, comforting other injured and frightened people with warm and firm voices, making the originally chaotic scene gradually become orderly.

In this way, with the concerted efforts of a group of people, both the order of the scene and the injured were properly handled.

However, not all places are as orderly as a drugstore.

In a restaurant across the street from Daodou Pharmacy, the scene was extremely chaotic, with cries and shouts everywhere.

In the restaurant, the tables and chairs were tilted here and there, and the dishes were broken on the floor, as if a fierce battle had taken place.

There are also injured people here who have been exposed to acid rain. They are lying on the ground in a twisted manner, groaning in pain, with despair and fear written on their faces.

Some of the wounded were still bleeding from their wounds, staining the ground beneath them red.

In the corner of the restaurant, a little girl hugged her mother's leg tightly, shivering.

The mother's face was filled with tears, and she kept whispering comfort to the child she was protecting behind her.

Other residents hiding inside were also terrified. Some tried to escape from this chaotic place, but did not know where to go; some were hiding in corners, silently praying that the disaster would pass quickly.

Scenes like this are constantly happening everywhere in the shelter.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the sound of vehicles came from the end of the street.

In the hazy dust and fog, a team of rescue vehicles roared into the chaotic scene like steel behemoths.

Hearing this sound, people hiding in the buildings on both sides of the street seemed to have seen the dawn of hope.

Many people ran to the door of the building they were in and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a rescue convoy consisting of three rescue vehicles heading towards this street.

The rescuers on the car were dressed in bright orange rescue protective clothing, with the word "rescue" on the back shining with the light of hope in the darkness.

"It's the rescue team! They are finally here! We are saved!" a middle-aged man shouted emotionally.

"Great, the rescue team finally came to save us!" An old woman burst into tears and held her hands tightly.

"Thank God, I can finally leave this bad place!" A young girl jumped up from the ground with excitement.

The crowd began to cheer, the sound echoing from inside the room and through the streets.

As the vehicle approached, more and more people taking shelter in the shops on this street discovered the rescue convoy.

"Look, it's the rescuers! They're coming to save us!"

"Thank you so much for finally bringing you here!"

"We can go home!"

A young father holds his child high so he can have a better view of rescuers.

"Baby, look, the uncles in charge of the rescue came to save us. We will be able to go home soon."

The child waved his little hands happily and shouted: "Thank you, uncles!"

At this time, the whole street was filled with an atmosphere of hope and joy, and people were filled with expectations for the future.

At this moment, the rescuers' calm and powerful words came from the loudspeaker of the first rescue vehicle:

"Residents, please don't panic! We are a team specially sent to rescue you. Please wait where you are with peace of mind. We will move you to a safe place as quickly as possible. However, we must give priority to treatment. Injured people and residents who are not on the bus, please don’t worry, we will distribute relief supplies, so please be patient and wait for the next round of rescue!”

As they spoke, the rescuers walked out of the vehicle steadily and firmly. They wore sturdy helmets, as if they were saviors descending from the sky.

However, after hearing these words, the residents fell into a brief silence.

Then, voices of dissatisfaction began to be heard from the crowd.

"Why should we rescue the wounded first? We are also in a hurry!" a middle-aged man shouted loudly.

"That's right, we need to get out of here as soon as possible!" Another young woman agreed.

"Everyone is in danger, why should we give priority to saving them?" Others also echoed.

The rescuers looked firmly at the troublemakers, and one of the team leaders said calmly:

"Rescue work has priority, and the injured need to be treated first. This is our responsibility and is also to ensure everyone's safety to the greatest extent."