On the night the Shanghai socialite accompanied the military officer, he broke his vow.

Chapter 87 Something is Hidden in the Cave

This is……

Song Jinyue raised her flashlight and shone it into the crevice, discovering that it was also a cave, only the entrance was blocked by branches and vines.

Now that the heavy rain has loosened the branches blocking the entrance to the cave, a gap has opened up, allowing Song Jinyue to see what's inside.

Song Jinyue swept the cave with a flashlight and found more than a dozen black wooden boxes inside.

The light shone on the wooden box, making it so bright it was almost reflective.

She frowned; her intuition told her there was a secret involved.

Song Jinyue looked around cautiously, and after confirming that no one was around, he moved the branches aside and, after creating a gap, slipped into the cave.

After arriving at the cave, she took a quick look around and then walked straight toward the dozen or so wooden crates.

"Could this be a treasure hidden here by tomb raiders?"

Song Jinyue murmured something, walked to one of the boxes, and opened it.

What caught my eye was not a dazzling array of jewels, but a whole box full of sniper rifles!
Song Jinyue's almond-shaped eyes widened, and then she opened the other boxes one by one.

Pistols, bullets, explosives, grenades... all weapons used in war.

Although it's unknown who went to such lengths to hide these weapons in the cave, it's obvious to anyone with common sense that they weren't a good person.

They are very likely bad elements who are trying to provoke a war and harm the interests of the Dragon Kingdom!
Song Jinyue pursed her lips and, without saying a word, put all the guns and explosives into her spatial storage.

Regardless of where these weapons were smuggled from, since they've appeared on Dragon Kingdom's territory, they belong to Dragon Kingdom!
After storing all the weapons in his spatial storage, Song Jinyue cautiously circled the stone wall again, making sure there were no traps before leaving the cave.

She carefully arranged the loose branches to completely cover the entrance to the hole.

After doing all this without anyone noticing, Song Jinyue teleported into her spatial dimension and took a comfortable hot bath.

After resting in the space for a few hours, she quietly returned to the cave where the villagers lived just before dawn.

As dawn broke, the villagers gradually opened their eyes.

The first thing the village chief did after waking up was to get up and go to the entrance of the cave.

The low-hanging dark clouds were blown away by the wind, and the long-awaited sun rose from the east, with wisps of morning sunlight piercing through the clouds and falling on the village chief.

"We've finally weathered this natural disaster."

The village chief looked up at the rising sun in the east, his eyes shining with hope.

"I wonder how things are in the village."

Groups of villagers approached the village chief, their eyes fixed on the direction of Dahe Village.

"Village chief, our injuries are mostly healed. Why don't we go back to the village now and check on things? We might be able to help if needed."

The young and strong villagers couldn't sit still any longer. Their homes were being flooded, and the engineering corps comrades were risking their lives to build dikes for them. They simply couldn't bear to sit there and wait.

"Yes, village chief, our scratches are nothing compared to the injuries of our engineering comrades. Please let us go back."

Song Jinyue pretended to have just woken up, and after hearing the conversation outside the cave, she went over to inquire about the situation.

"Dr. Song, could you please persuade the village chief that our injuries are healed and we can go to the village to help out?"

The village chief also looked at Song Jinyue.

Actually, he really wanted to go back to the village to check on the situation.

But these doctors had painstakingly treated their wounds, and if something were to happen to them, they wouldn't only be unhelpful but would also cause these doctors even more trouble to treat them. The comrades on the front lines needed these medicines more than they did; they couldn't afford to waste them.

Song Jinyue understood their feelings. Under their expectant gazes, she said, "Let me check your wounds again. If they have scabbed over, you can go back to the village to help."

"That's great, then I'll have to trouble Dr. Song!"

As soon as Song Jinyue finished speaking the first half of his sentence, the villagers grinned happily.

Even if the wound has scabbed over, you can't let your guard down and avoid getting a second abrasion.

Song Jinyue then added the second half of the sentence.

"Don't worry, Dr. Song, we'll listen to you!"

The villagers cooperated by removing the bandages from their bodies. Overnight, the wounds of those with only minor abrasions had scabbed over and they were fine.

Those who had received Song Jinyue's permission happily returned to the village together.

Two more days passed in the blink of an eye. The dam had been built, and most of the water in the village had been diverted into the river. Under the scorching sun, the puddles on the ground had also dried up.

After three days of rest, the villagers' injuries had mostly healed, and they were finally able to go home.

After the villagers all went home, Song Jinyue and the fifteen doctors, including Lin Xiaoxiao, also returned to the hospital.

The hospital director and chief physician were very pleased that the villagers of Dahe Village were able to survive this natural disaster. They not only praised the fifteen doctors who went to the rescue, but also gave them a break to rest.

Song Jinyue had something to say to the dean. After everyone else left, she went to the office with the dean.

"Dr. Song, please speak your mind."

"Director, many villagers and engineering corps soldiers were injured in this flood. When we treated the engineering corps soldiers, they refused to use wound medicine, saying that medicine was scarce and that the people should be given priority."

“I don’t know how many comrades are like them, who, because of the scarcity of medicine, refuse to use wound medicine even when they are injured, wanting to save the medicine for those who need it more, while gritting their teeth and enduring the pain themselves.”

After hearing Song Jinyue's words, the dean sighed.

He was aware of this situation.

Although injuries vary in severity and urgency, he always felt a pang of sadness whenever he saw soldiers who were wounded but gritted their teeth and endured the pain.

They are all heroes who defend their country. They deserve the best resources, but with a heart willing to sacrifice, they insist on leaving the medicine for those who need it more.

"Yes, I know what Dr. Song is talking about. I have reported this to my superiors more than once. They are doing their best to provide medicine for our soldiers, but Western medicine is expensive and medicine is scarce. There is really no way to help them."

The dean's tone was full of helplessness.

"Dean, we can use traditional Chinese medicine."

Song Jinyue looked at the dean with a serious expression.

Although traditional medicine was labeled as feudal superstition a few years ago, new policies have now been issued to support the integration of Chinese and Western medicine. If Chinese medicine is used to treat the wounded, the problem of scarce drug resources will be solved.

The dean's pupils dilated, and he stared intently at Song Jinyue. "Use traditional Chinese medicine?"

Song Jinyue nodded.

"Western medicine is expensive, but Chinese medicine is very affordable and has a wide variety of medicinal materials. If Chinese medicine is used to treat the wounded, I believe they will no longer refuse to use medicine because it is expensive and scarce."

"Moreover, medicine is not a separate field. Whether it is Western medicine or traditional Chinese medicine, they all have the same purpose: to save lives and heal the wounded."

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