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!”
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