Chapter 891

Charlotte rarely did anything in the Field residence. It was her first time doing physical work like that.

She sat panting in the corner, wiping away the sweat on her forehead.

Suddenly, a man rushed into the tent. “Another batch of injured villagers has been sent over! Medical team, head to the entrance now!”

A group of busy nurses and doctors promptly rushed out with their medical kits. Upon seeing that, Charlotte dashed ahead with a few other women.

There was a truck outside the tent with many villagers at the back, some sitting, some lying. The air was filled with the thick stench of blood.

Some of the villagers had already passed out, while some looked wretched with their dirt-covered faces. Almost none of them were unharmed.

They were all freshly dug out from the ruins.

Charlotte was shocked to witness that sight. Seeing it on the screen was already harrowing, but looking at it with my own eyes is just…

At that moment, she felt as though a hammer had smashed right through her heart.

She bolted forward to carry the injured villagers onto the stretchers together with the others.

Some had lost their legs, some had lost their arms, and some had lost all their limbs.

It was a cruel sight to behold.

Charlotte held back her tears as she carried the wounded to their designated spot. Even though she was out of breath, she kept going.

A few children, covered head to toe in mud, were huddled together in the corner. “We’re hungry…”

Upon hearing that, she quickly delivered food and water to them. “Eat up.”

The children devoured the bread like hungry wolves because they had been trapped underground for three days.

“You! Come over here, quickly! A few children here are hurt!” a soldier shouted at her. “Get over here now!”

Reflexively, Charlotte said, “I’m not—”

“Who cares what you are? Saving lives is of the utmost importance! Don’t give any excuses!” The soldiers promptly pushed her toward a couple of injured children.

“I… I…” Charlotte was so anxious that she was at a loss for words. Why can’t I utter a complete sentence?

It was then a villager approached her, placed one of the medical kits in their hands before her, and left.

“Why are you acting so slow? Hurry up and save them!” the soldier urged. “Don’t you see the kid is bleeding?”

Gritting her teeth, Charlotte surveyed her surrounding and saw almost every medical staff there was busy.

She recalled how the doctors had bandaged the other patients and emulated them. After opening the medical kit, she disinfected the wounded arm of one of the children and dabbed some medicine on it to stop the bleeding.

Once she was done, she bandaged the wounded spot. “Are you feeling hurt anywhere else?”

The child whose face was black shook his head. “I’m hungry.”

Charlotte felt much more confident after tending to his arm. No longer panicking, she pointed at the food in a corner. “You can find something to eat there. Do you see it? There is bread and water over there.”

The kid nodded and sprinted away.

She began bandaging another child. “Did you all fail to escape when it happened?”

The girl cried as she recounted, “We were in school… Our teacher sacrificed herself to save us…

When the ceiling dropped down, she protected us with her body…”

Tears welled in Charlotte’s eyes. Just as she touched the girl’s swollen ankle, a female nurse saw that, darted toward her, and pushed her away.

“What are you doing? Do you have any medical skills? You’re going to kill someone like this! Why didn’t you call for the medical staff?” the female nurse growled.

Charlotte was flushed with embarrassment. “I’m sorry. I thought I should help since everyone’s busy…”