She put the items she found into a small basket and returned to the injured woman's side. Squatting down, her fingertips swiftly and accurately pressed several acupuncture points, causing the blood flow from the wound to noticeably slow down.
"Fortunately, she's unconscious; otherwise, the pain would be unbearable and impede treatment."
The little chick landed on her shoulder and watched as she skillfully used a found dagger to cut through the woman's clothes at the wound site, applied a hemostatic ointment, and bandaged it up in a series of fluid and agile movements.
"Sister Yu, do you need any help from Dad?"
When Su Hu managed to suppress his anxiety and fear, crossed over dozens of corpses, and shakily approached the injured woman, Su Qingluo had already treated all wounds and finished bandaging them.
"Dad, do you know how to drive a carriage?"
Su Qingluo lifted her head, looking at Su Hu with hopeful eyes.
"Yes!"
