Meng Po remembered very clearly.
That year, she followed her parents to Lijia Continent as a volunteer.
There, she saw so much poverty and backwardness, and finally understood why her parents had come here to volunteer because the people here truly needed their help.
Without their help, even a very simple wound could lead to a person's death. Backwardness... was truly terrifying.
She remembered that day many patients were brought in, most of them with knife and gun wounds.
Meng Po still wondered if there was a war going on.
Her mother told her no, not to worry, and to continue treating the patients.
When a group of people rushed in shouting, her father hurriedly pulled her to the basement and told her to stay there and not to come out.
In the basement, there was a small air-raid shelter they had specially dug to avoid bombings.
At that time, she hid there, feeling the explosions and violent shaking outside.
