Upon seeing Gu Qingli safe and sound, Xiao Yunjing's mind was completely at ease.
Gu Qingli only hugged him for a while, knowing that this was not the time for them to be affectionate. The injured people on the ground needed urgent treatment. "Yunjing, I'm fine. Let go of me for now. I need to treat Wuyou and the others first."
"Alright." He reluctantly let her go.
Gu Qingli glanced at the sky and then at the casualties on the ground. She said to Xiao Yunjing, "Yunjing, gather all the injured people in one place. This area is not suitable for treating wounds, and the lighting is poor. I'll take them into my Space."
Most of these people needed surgery. Surgery and stitches were techniques only she knew. It would be difficult to treat everybody outside; some people might not survive long enough to receive her help.
Moving everyone into the Space would be different. The spiritual spring water could sustain their lives, and she wouldn't have to worry about them not holding on.
