"Since that's the case, let's leave him be." Ye Haoxuan glanced at the dozen or so bailiffs behind him, nodded, "You and Si each lead a team and dig street by street, there must be people alive under the rubble."
"Yes!"
He thought for a moment, then called two more people to clear a clean area, and had Xiaobai bring people to send the injured there. This way the doctors wouldn't have to keep running back and forth, and the saved time could treat more people.
As the sun grew hotter, more people were being dug out, all of whom were injured in some way.
The two doctors simply couldn't keep up, and the necessary herbs weren't enough.
Sobs and cries of pain echoed for two or three miles, some from hurt, others from the sorrow of losing loved ones.
By night, these sounds still hadn't stopped. In the pitch black night, hearing the sobbing was quite terrifying.
And these patients lay on the open ground without even a tent.
