roccoschili Chapter 417: One Still Alive
Chapter 417: One Still Alive
Jiang Wenming, with a serious expression, led Jiang Jiyun and quickly followed everyone to the edge of the pit, and the two of them looked down together.
Sun Bao and others were seen carrying a child with great effort, climbing up slowly from the bottom of the pit with difficulty.
When the child finally appeared in front of everyone, Jiang Jiyun couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart.
She saw that the child's eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul, there was no expression on his face, and his body was stiff and motionless.
Jiang Jiyun couldn't help but said, "Uncle, I think this child is probably scared silly."
Jiang Wenming's face immediately showed a look of heartache when he heard this. He stared at the poor child with wide eyes and asked anxiously, "What? He was scared like this? What will he do in the future?"
"Will he become a little fool from now on? He won't cry or laugh, just like a living dead? What kind of disease is this?" Qi Feng said with concern.
Jiang Jiyun on the side nodded slightly and answered in a heavy tone: "It should be caused by post-traumatic stress disorder." Jiang Jiyun knew something about this disease in his previous life.
At this time, Chen Meng, who had been standing nearby and listening quietly, suddenly interrupted and asked curiously: "Post-traumatic stress disorder? What does this mean? Is it a serious disease?"
Jiang Jiyun took a deep breath and patiently explained to everyone: "Post-traumatic stress disorder is a very serious stress disorder, usually caused by sudden events or disasters. It causes patients to repeatedly experience memories of traumatic scenes, which is the so-called 'trauma re-experiencing'. At the same time, it also greatly increases the patient's alertness and becomes abnormally sensitive. In addition, patients often have a series of symptoms such as avoiding related situations or emotional numbness."
After listening to Jiang Jiyun's detailed explanation, everyone fell into silence.
After a while, Sun Bao lowered his voice and asked softly, "So, does his current state mean he is emotionally numb?"
"I don't know the details, but judging from his appearance, it's pretty close to what I guessed." Jiang Jiyun went over to feel his pulse but couldn't tell anything.
Chen Meng looked at the child and was worried that even if he was alive, he would not be able to live long alone in this state. He asked Jiang Jiyun, "Xiaoyun, do you have any way to make him like a normal person?"
Jiang Jiyun was rummaging through her small shoulder bag without telling the others, and she took out a slightly old book with a slightly black sheen.
Seeing this, Jiang Wenming, who was standing by, quickly turned on his flashlight and shone the light on the book so that Jiang Jiyun could see it more clearly.
Jiang Jiyun flipped through the pages carefully and finally stopped at a chapter about making the forget-worry poison.
She raised her head and said to everyone, "I think we can try this poison. It can make people forget their past memories."
Hearing this, Ma Chao couldn't help but sigh: "If this is really possible, it would be a good idea. In this way, he won't be tortured by those painful memories anymore."
However, Jiang Jiyun immediately said with difficulty: "It's just that I don't have many of the herbs recorded in this book at the moment, and it will take some time to collect them."
At this time, Jiang Wenming couldn't help but sigh, shook his head helplessly and said: "But the problem is, we can't stay here for too long."
Just as everyone was lost in thought, Zhao Huashan suddenly made a suggestion: "How about this, we can temporarily entrust him to the guerrillas here. When the medicine is ready, we will find a way to find someone to deliver it over."
After hearing this, Ma Chao and others also expressed their agreement with Zhao Huashan's proposal.
So, Ma Chao turned to Xu Fan and said, "Xu Fan, take Comrade Dong and the child with you to find the guerrillas, and we will take Xiaoyun to deal with other things."
Dong Duoyu was about to speak when she heard Xu Fan asking her to keep up with his pace.
Ma Chao and Qi Feng took Jiang Jiyun's hands and ran towards the direction indicated by the guerrillas without stopping for a moment.
The others who stayed behind quickly began to clean up the area that had just experienced a fierce battle.
Jiang Jiyun couldn't help but look back at the cave that seemed inconspicuous but contained a mystery.
They neatly arranged piles of easy-to-preserve food in the cave, including potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc.
She secretly sighed in her heart, this much reserve here should be able to help many people get through this difficult time, right?
After a busy period, the three of them finally completed all the preparations.
They also left three huge water storage barrels on the mountain and filled them with clear space river water.
Finally, they covered the bucket with branches and weeds to ensure that it would not be easily discovered.
After doing all this, Ma Chao also deliberately left special marks nearby that only the guerrillas knew about, so that subsequent teams could find them easily when coming to collect supplies.
When they finished all this and rushed back to Sanzhuang Village, the scene before them stunned everyone.
White cloths were hung high on the doors of many households in the village. Without asking, one could tell that relatives of these families had unfortunately passed away in today's sudden disaster.
The originally lively and peaceful village was now filled with a heavy and sad atmosphere.
"Let's help copy the books and leave them for them before we leave." Jiang Wenming reminded everyone while looking at the writing brush and ink on the table.
In this way, Ma Chao, Zhao Huashan and others were copying diligently under the candlelight, while Sun Bao was grinding ink beside them.
Jiang Jiyun and Jiang Wenming took turns taking out bullets for each other in the house, and Qi Feng helped them.
"Brother Qi Feng, do you need me to treat you?" Jiang Jiyun asked Qi Feng.
"No need, we've already dealt with it. You two should have a good rest first. We'll be on our way after Xu Fan and the others come back." Qi Feng packed up his things and went out.
Xu Fan and the others came back before dawn. Seeing that they were copying things, he did not disturb them and went in to pack up. He left as soon as they finished copying.
"Are you leaving?" Shi Tou asked the group of people leaving.
"Yes, we still have to continue on our journey to where we should go. Brother Shitou, take care of yourself, and we will see you later!" Jiang Jiyun waved goodbye to him.
"You guys have to take care of yourselves too. You have to take good care of Dahei!" Shitou said with red eyes.
Jiang Jiyun looked at the two sleeping together in the space and said, "Yes, I will bring them back to see you when I have the chance!"
When Song Mingquan and his group of adults hurriedly arrived at the house that originally belonged to outsiders, they found that the house was empty and there was no one in sight.
However, when they walked into the yard, they were surprised to find a thick stack of papers covered with writing under the inkstone on the shabby wooden table.
Without saying a word, the adults picked up the papers filled with precious planting techniques and ran towards the village entrance.
When they ran to the village entrance panting, they saw two children, Shitou and Xiaohua, standing alone there, wiping their tears silently.
"They left... They are all heroes!" Song Qiansheng looked into the distance and muttered to himself.
Although his voice was not loud, the emotions contained in it were so deep and sincere.
Lin Yuchen, who was standing by, clenched his fists tightly, his eyes gleaming with reverence, and said excitedly: "It is precisely because there are tens of thousands of brave and fearless young people like them who resolutely throw themselves into the battlefield and fight the enemy to the death that the Japanese devils' insidious and cunning and carefully planned conspiracies and tricks are seen through and completely crushed time and time again."
"It is precisely because of this that we can have a chance to breathe in this difficult and harsh environment and survive tenaciously in the cracks."