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The accompanying military doctor, surnamed Wu, was a young physician specially sent by the General Hospital of the Military Region to provide support to the team. He was in his early thirties, and although his experience in first aid on the battlefield was not very extensive, he was calm and composed in the face of danger.

But now, Dr. Wu's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his face grew increasingly grim and serious.

"This amount of blood... is too much! It's practically gushing out!" Doctor Wu looked at the man on the stretcher, who was already stained red with blood, and felt a tightness in his chest.

That damned bullet, although fortunately it didn't directly hit Lu Baizhou's heart or other vital organs, cruelly tore apart a relatively large vein near his shoulder blade as it penetrated the muscle!

Even worse, helicopters cannot maintain complete stability in the air. When they encounter turbulence, the fuselage shakes violently. And each turbulence aggravates Lu Baizhou's wounds, accelerating blood loss.

"Gauze! Bring me more gauze!" Dr. Wu shouted.

The nurse next to him quickly handed over a thick stack of sterile gauze.

Doctor Wu pressed the gauze firmly against Lu Baizhou's wound with both hands, trying to stop the bleeding by applying physical pressure.

"Suppress it! You must suppress it!" Dr. Wu prayed incessantly in his heart.

But it didn't work!

The blood seemed to have a life of its own, stubbornly gushing out. One gauze after another was changed, but each new gauze, within minutes of being applied, would be completely soaked in the dark red blood, turning into a blood-soaked rag.

"No! This absolutely cannot go on!" Doctor Wu was extremely anxious as he looked at Lu Baizhou's increasingly pale face.

He felt Lu Baizhou's pulse, which had become very weak and rapid, a typical symptom of severe blood loss!

"If he keeps bleeding like this, he won't even make it to the hospital. He'll go into severe shock on the way, and even a miracle won't save him!" Doctor Wu gritted his teeth, his mind racing as he searched for a way to save him.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him!

He turned around abruptly, grabbed the first-aid kit he had placed at his feet, and with trembling hands opened the kit, frantically rummaging through the bottom layer.

"Dr. Wu, what are you looking for? The commander is dying!" The nurse next to her cried anxiously.

"Find the life-saving medicine!" Dr. Wu shouted without looking up.

Finally, at the very bottom of the first aid kit, he found a small, inconspicuous cardboard box.

That was one of the spare supplies that Director Chen of the military medical department had repeatedly instructed him to receive before his departure. This stuff was extremely precious; the entire military region's general hospital only had a few dozen bottles in stock, and only the highest-level operating rooms that performed major surgeries were entitled to be issued them. He was only given three bottles as an exception because he was going to the front lines with his team.

On the cardboard box was a simple white label with a few lines of text neatly printed in pen:

Qiao's Hemostatic Powder

【external use】

[Suitable for severe traumatic hemorrhage]

"This is it! Let's give it a shot!"

Dr. Wu gritted his teeth, tore open the cardboard box, and took out a small brown glass bottle. He twisted the cap open, and a faint fragrance of traditional Chinese medicine instantly filled the blood-smelling cabin.

"Nurse! Help me remove the old gauze from the commander's wound! Quickly!" Dr. Wu shouted.

The nurse quickly did as instructed, removing the blood-soaked gauze. With the wound exposed to the air, blood immediately gushed out again.

Doctor Wu took a deep breath, flicked his wrist, and carefully sprinkled the dark brown powder from the glass bottle evenly and thickly onto Lu Baizhou's bloody wound.

A miracle happened at that very moment!

The dark brown powder dissolved at an incredible speed the moment it came into contact with the warm blood. It mixed with the blood and quickly coagulated, forming a dark, viscous paste on the surface of the wound, like a sturdy dam firmly blocking it.

Then, the blood that had been seeping out like a spring was stopped gently but firmly by that paste-like substance, as if it had been frozen in place!

Doctor Wu held his breath, his eyes wide like copper bells, staring intently at Lu Baizhou's wound, not daring to blink for fear of missing any detail.

"One second... two seconds... three seconds..." he counted silently in his mind.

After about ten seconds, the gushing blood began to slow down noticeably. It was no longer spurting out, but rather a slow seepage.

After another ten seconds or so, Dr. Wu took a clean gauze and gently covered the paste-like substance with it.

He waited a while, then slowly removed the gauze.

The surface of the gauze was clean and dry, with not a single new bloodstain.

"It's stopped..." Dr. Wu's voice trembled. He couldn't believe his eyes and examined the area carefully again. "It really has stopped!"

"Great! The bleeding has stopped! The commander is saved!" The nurse next to her covered her mouth with excitement, tears welling up in her eyes.

Dr. Wu exhaled a long, heavy breath that had been trapped in his chest. At that moment, he felt as if all his bones and strength had been drained away, his legs went weak, and he slumped against the cold cabin wall.

He raised his hand, wiped the dense cold sweat from his forehead, and looked down at the small brown glass bottle in his hand, which was already more than half empty.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the solidified medicinal paste on Lu Baizhou's shoulder, which resembled a hard armor protecting the wound.

Dr. Wu's mind was in turmoil, and he exclaimed in genuine amazement, "My God! This medicine... this medicine is simply miraculous! Even Hua Tuo himself couldn't have done it!"

He recalled a meeting he attended at the military medical department, where Director Chen enthusiastically praised the effects of "Qiao's Hemostatic Powder." At the time, he sat below, inwardly scoffing, thinking Director Chen was definitely exaggerating.

After all, he'd been a military doctor for so many years; what kind of good medicine hadn't he seen? Hemostatic drugs were available in every major hospital; even if they were effective, how effective could they be? Could they bring the dead back to life?

But today, at this very moment, having witnessed firsthand how this powder pulled a critically injured patient back from the brink of death in just a few dozen seconds, he was completely convinced!

He finally understood why Director Chen had sounded so excited and his eyes so fervent when he mentioned this drug at the meeting. This wasn't just medicine; it was practically a second life for soldiers on the battlefield!