121 Patrol (2nd Shift)

Xia Yunchu led Li Shun and walked between each battalion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The two had a similar experience when they were patrolling in front of the Sui Ben camp. But at that time, the two would always talk to each other occasionally, not at all like now, and they walked all the way for a long time, but no one spoke.

Xia Yunchu opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but found that he really couldn't find anything to talk about, so he simply closed his mouth again.

She remembered that when she woke up during the day, she saw Li Shun sleeping next to her, and she was almost so frightened that she jumped up from the ground.

Li Shun didn't know if he was too tired, the whole person leaned on her shoulder, his cheek pressed against her shoulder, and his hair swept to her neck. She even wondered if she woke up because it was too itchy.

By the time she woke up, there weren't many soldiers in the tent. Most of the people who were still sitting and lying down to sleep were seriously injured. A guy like Song Tianyue, who hadn't been injured much, didn't know where he had gone for a long time.

The sky outside was still gray, and the rain was falling a little, but it was still dripping.

The enemy army was still full of fire, thinking that it had taken a whole night of hard work but had not been able to extinguish the heavenly fire, and Xia Yunchu felt some sympathy when he looked at it.

She couldn't wake up Li Shun, so she sat stiffly for a long time before Li Shun slowly woke up.

After seeing his posture, Li Shun was also full of embarrassment.

I didn't expect this embarrassment to remain until now.

Xia Yunchu sighed slightly in his heart, and held the oil umbrella in his hand a little tighter.

Li Shun walked quietly beside her.

In order to prevent the wounds on their bodies from raining, the two walked side by side under the oil umbrella. But at such a close distance, the two still didn't say a word, which is really not an ordinary situation.

But what if you know something unusual?

Xia Yunchu sighed in his heart, and slowly walked to another camp.

In every wounded soldier's tent, there are many wounded who are inflamed and rotten. Some people are like Zhao Sanji, whose bones are broken, so that their hands and feet are injured.

Those wounds that can be connected to the bones, Xia Yunchu helped to take them back. The wounded soldier didn't trust Xia Yunchu very much, but seeing that she was a medical officer, he didn't dare to say anything. More wounded soldiers were not so much believing that Xia Yunchu could create miracles for them, but rather being in awe of Xia Yunchu's identity, so they reluctantly put their own bodies into Xia Yunchu's hands.

Xia Yunchu also persuaded them a few words, and told them some things about Zhao Sanji, so he didn't reluctantly explain.

As long as these people manage their bodies and wounds as she says, those broken bones will heal one day. Many of their injuries are already half-old wounds, and they may not be able to fully heal like Zhao Sanji, but at least they can not affect their normal lives.

Xia Yunchu knew that these men also had expectations for a stable life in their hearts, and they still had thoughts in their hearts, hoping that after these wars were over, they could return to their hometowns, marry a wife, and do some farm work to survive.

She hopes to do something for these honest men.

But there are some things that she can't do with her heart.

In the tent, Xia Yunchu saw a wounded soldier who was almost struggling to breathe. The only reason the wounded soldier hadn't been thrown out was probably because the medics had sympathy for him.

When Xia Yunchu lifted the futon on the other party's body, he almost didn't cry because of the scene in front of him.

The medics who followed her had already changed a group of guys, and they were the ones who took care of the wounded soldiers. Those doctors themselves were accustomed to seeing this injury, but they still couldn't help but say in a low voice:

"Tread by enemy horses. I don't know how many times I stepped on it, and I waited for it to be dragged back...... That's it. ā€

Xia Yunchu only felt that there was a blur in front of him, maybe there were tears in his eyes.

"You...... The Doctor ...... Can you pick up bones?" asked the medic on the side in a whisper.

When the wounded soldier who was lying on the bed with a wilt and a wilt suddenly stood up, he squeezed Xia Yunchu's hand with terrifying force, and asked very anxiously, "Really, really, really......?" Can you pick up the bones, can you get me back on my feet?"

Xia Yunchu did not speak.

She could feel the pain in her hand.

The place where she was pinched by the wounded soldier was scorching with a burning pain, and she must have been pinched white, but she just stood quietly, without struggling or breaking the other party's hand.

Facing the expectant eyes of the wounded soldier, she was really speechless.

The wound was not just a comminuted fracture, it was not even the shape of the leg. This is in the era when she lived before, and I am afraid that she can only have a prosthetic. Where would she go now to find some prosthetic limbs for this man? And for amputation, she is not confident that she can do it well.

What's more, this man still hopes to get back on his feet, and he doesn't even think about cutting off his broken leg.

The medics all around them turned their heads with unbearable expressions.

They all understood the fear and hope in the man's heart, but all who saw the wound knew that he would never get up again.

Xia Yunchu was embarrassed, but he felt that the place where his hand was pinched suddenly loosened, and the wrist of the wounded soldier had been grabbed by someone from the side, and he said softly, "You have overpassed." ā€

She turned her head to look at it, and saw Li Shun looking at the wounded soldier on the bed with a serious expression, with only a rigorous face, and there was no trace of sympathy or other abnormalities.

The wounded soldier was already emotional, but after seeing Li Shun's calm expression, he also slowly calmed down, and finally showed a wry smile, nodded with some astringency, and said, "Yes, yes...... I have transgressed. ā€

Xia Yunchu listened to him speak like this, and only felt that his chest was clogged, as if he was about to struggle and couldn't breathe.

Li Shun still didn't have a special expression, nodded slightly, let go of his hand, and protected Xia Yunchu behind a little.

The wounded soldier looked up at Li Shun and then at Xia Yunchu, and the wry smile on his face became even thicker, "I, I know it myself...... I know it's not going to get better. I...... It's just dragging the day. I ......"

Xia Yunchu bit his lip tightly.

The medics around him even couldn't help but walk to the side.

No matter how much they have seen life and death, they are still not numb enough to be indifferent to seeing the lives of their comrades disappear.

Xia Yunchu wanted to raise his hand to wipe his eyes, but he was afraid that his emotions would affect the wounded soldier, so he could only quietly stretch out his trembling fist and clench the clothes on Li Shun's body.

"You ......" Xia Yunchu gasped slightly, trying his best to make his voice appear calm and unwavering, "Your injuries are too serious, and you can't save your legs." If you let this wound rot, you will lose your own life. ā€

The wounded soldier on the bed shuddered and looked down at the bloody wound under his thigh.