Zhu Ge and Yi lay on the bed, touching the gun given to him by Wu Gong, and he didn't feel sleepy.

He had to find a way to get out of here.

Zhu Ge got up and blew out the oil lamp, and quietly walked to the door, outside the door, the two soldiers stood straight, without the slightest intention of sleepiness.

He hid the gun in his sleeve and knocked on the door.

"Little brother, excuse me, I want to go to the thatched house." Zhu Ge said softly outside.

The two men looked at each other and opened the door.

Before the Zhu Ge people could go out, they were grabbed by the arm.

Because the two couldn't go back to sleep in the middle of the night, they already had a grudge against Zhu Ge, and their attitude was naturally bad at this time.

"You give me honesty, dare to have crooked ideas, bullets don't have long eyes, you have to be careful with your life."

Zhu Ge entered the thatched house, and the two stood outside the door.

He unfastened his clothes to urinate and took the opportunity to hold the gun in his hand.

Voices were heard outside.

"Who the hell is he? Make the platoon commander so angry? ”

"It doesn't matter who he is, anyway, it's the person the platoon commander wants to close, it's really unlucky, why do you have to choose the two of us to watch him, I thought I was at the door, and I sneaked home tonight to see my mother."

"Is your mother getting better?"

"The last time I wrote to me, I was not lightly ill, and I was talking about missing me all day long," the little soldier choked up as he spoke, "I have been out for several years, and at last I have arrived at the door of the house, and I have to go back to see everything." ”

"Don't be sneaky, you go and tell the platoon commander, he will give you a holiday, take care of him tonight, and you will ask for leave tomorrow."

"It's okay, so as not to be caught sneaking away, it would be too much of a sin to be a deserter."

Zhu Ge silently put the gun back in his sleeve, got dressed, and walked out.

"Hurry up, don't grind." He was shoved and shoved back.

Zhu Ge turned his head to the little soldier whose mother was sick and said, "There is a doctor Wang in Long County, not far from here, who has excellent medical skills, you can take your mother over to have a look." ”

When the little warrior heard this, he immediately came to his senses and asked, "What you said is true?" ”

"You can try it." Zhu Ge still admires Wang Chuanxiong's medical skills.

The other guard was a little impatient, and pushed Zhu Ge, urging him to leave quickly.

"You can believe what he says, it's stupid."

"I have a little hope, and I want to try it, my mother has to watch me marry my daughter-in-law and have a son."

Zhu Ge's heart softened, these children were only in their early twenties, but it was not easy to live every day licking blood from the knife edge and surviving in the rain of bullets.

Zhu Ge kept his eyes open until dawn, and then he was really sleepy and fell asleep.

Zheng Liang opened the door and walked in softly, frowning when he saw the food on the table that showed no signs of being eaten.

Zhu Ge on the bed fell asleep quietly, but he didn't seem to be sure.

He's dreaming, right? Zheng Liang guessed.

When he used to live in the same bedroom, he also secretly watched his sleeping face in the middle of the night, and the scene was very similar to this time, but their identities had changed, and their mood was different from back then.

Zhu Ge was dreaming, dreaming that he was running in a cornfield, unable to find a way out, but he could hear Wugong calling his name not far away, and he ran and ran desperately, looking for Wugong's figure everywhere.

Zheng Liang sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch Zhu Ge's face, which he traced gently, for fear of waking him up.

Zhu Ge was still running, and a figure of martial arts finally appeared in front of him.

He called the name of Wugong over and over again, wanting him to stop and wait for him.

There was a sudden sharp pain in the jaw.

Zhu Ge woke up from his sleep and met Zheng Liang's gloomy eyes.

"I always call that bandit's name in my dreams, you really have a deep affection for him!" His hand squeezed Zhu Ge's chin tightly.

Just now, he was still thinking about whether to forgive him for his ruthlessness and set him free, but in the next second, he shouted "Gong'er"!

"Let go of me." Zhu Ge wanted to raise his hand and wave Zheng Liang's hand away, but found that his wrist was wrapped around a military belt, and the gun was also searched by Zheng Liang.

Zheng Liang played with Zhu Ge's pistol in his hand, waiting to see him get angry.

Zhu Ge turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

"You're doing this, it's only going to make me hate you even more."

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against Zhu Ge's forehead.

"You can use nasty words to anger me and break my heart," Zheng Liang gritted his teeth, "but don't expect me to let you go!" If you dare to skip dinner again, I'll send someone to Quancheng right now and kill your Gong'er!" ”

Zhu Ge's eyes widened, and he struggled to get up, but he was pressed by Zheng Liang and couldn't move.

"I didn't expect you to be such a despicable person!"

"Don't you know me? I have to get what I want, no matter how much it costs! ”

"The twisted melon is not sweet, and some things cannot be forced."

"I must force you, after a long time, you will naturally be as good to me as before." Zheng Liang's hand caressed Zhu Ge's face, no matter how Zhu Ge dodged, he didn't take it away.

Zhu Ge closed his eyes, trying to ignore the feeling on his face.

"It's impossible, Zheng Liang, you have treated me like this, how can I still be the same as before?"

The two were at a stalemate, and outside the door, the little warrior walked in with breakfast.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the platoon commander's hand on the face of the imprisoned man, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and he had a strange feeling.

Is he overthinking?

The little warrior put down his breakfast and turned to exit the room.

"Come back." Zheng Liang called out to him.

"Yes, platoon commander!" The little warrior immediately stopped and returned to the table.

Zheng Liang didn't intend to untie the belt on Zhu Ge's hand, he took the pistol and said in a low voice: "You'd better eat obediently, otherwise I'll do what I say." ”

"Feed him!" Zheng Liang commanded.

"Yes!" The little soldier immediately walked to the bed with a bowl of porridge.

"Eat." He took a spoonful of porridge and put it to Zhu Ge's mouth.

Zhu Ge bit his lower lip, but still opened his mouth.

Zheng Liang turned around and went out.

The little soldier immediately asked, "Can the doctor you said last night really cure my mother's illness?" ”

Zhu Ge looked at his eager gaze, and couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, he was really a filial son.

"This doctor Wang is very skilled, you can take your mother over to have a look."

"Where is it in Long County?" The little warrior was moved.

"The medical hall is easy to find, it's just at the east end of the street, it's just ......" Zhu Ge hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke, "It's just that Dr. Wang has a strange temperament, not who goes, he sees a doctor." ”

"Huh?" The little soldier was anxious, "Then what should I do, in case I take my mother over, but he doesn't treat it, it's not a toss in vain!" ”

Zhu Ge deliberately pondered for a moment before he said slowly: "This is really possible, but he should give me face, when you get there, just say that I let you go, I don't think Dr. Wang will embarrass you." ”

"That's great," the little soldier scooped another spoonful of porridge and fed it to Zhu Ge, "but I don't know your name yet." ”

"In Xia Zhuge, he is a teacher in Wuji Town."

"My name is Liu Quan, I am from this Wuji County, why was Mr. Zhu Ge arrested by the company commander?" Liu Quan gradually let down his guard against Zhu Ge.

Zhu Ge shook his head.

"I am friends with your platoon commander, and it is only because of some trivial matters that there is a disagreement, if Dr. Wang asks, you can say that I am a guest here with Zheng platoon commander."

"Oh, good." The little warrior answered.

Zhu Ge opened his mouth and drank another mouthful of porridge, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.

Sure enough, the one who came to feed at noon was replaced by someone else.

"Where's Liu Quan?" Zhu Ge asked.

"I'm out on leave." The warrior was a little older and didn't pay much attention to Zhu Ge.

He could only eat quietly one bite at a time, waiting for Liu Quan to come back.

Quancheng Hospital.

Wu Gong was lying on the hospital bed, a little weak, he was in a fever.

He did not tell Zhu Ge that the wounds on his body were more than a gunshot wound to the shoulder, and that with the Japanese he was violently tortured, causing bleeding from his internal organs.

"He needs to have an open surgery, debridement, and get ready." Dr. Stephen instructed Lucy.

"Okay doctor, I'll go right away." Lucy turned and walked briskly towards the operating room.

Now, that Zhu Ge is gone, and the martial arts are her alone.

Dr. Stephen had a brief conversation with Wu Wu.

"Comrade, your condition is urgent and serious, and I need to perform open surgery for you immediately."

"Where's Zhu Ge?" They moved in too haste, and Liu Dashan couldn't even wait for Zhu Ge to come back.

Wu Gong wanted to stay and wait for others, but was forcibly carried onto the truck.

"He hasn't come here yet, maybe something is delayed, you don't have to worry."

"I'll be caesarean when he comes back." Wu Gong looked resolute.

Stephen sighed, it was not a laparotomy, it was an open surgery.

"Don't worry, I've done this surgery many times, and I guarantee that you can see your Zhu Ge when you wake up."

Wu Gong heard Stephen say 'your Zhu Ge', and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"You promise that you won't get dizzy and cut off Lao Tzu's intestines?" In fact, Wu Gong was a little scared, after all, he was going to cut his stomach open, and he touched his flat and firm lower abdomen, a little apprehensive.

If only the teacher could be around, he thought.

It's just that wouldn't it be sad for him to see his stomach cut open like this?

It's better not to let the teacher see him disemboweled.

"Come on." Wu Gong gritted his teeth and made a decision, "Lao Tzu will believe you again." ”

After all, his head has been opened by this foreign devil, and he is still alive and not dead.

"I'll give you a local anesthetic, you just need to get some sleep, and if anything happens during the process, I'll wake you up."

"Don't be verbose, if you don't do it, Lao Tzu will regret it."

Dr. Stephen explained something, someone went to prepare for surgery, and Jason came over with a camera, saying that he wanted to take a picture of Wugong as a souvenir.

"Fuck off!" Wu Gong always has no good impression of Jason.

Jason stood aggrievedly on the edge of the bed, still holding up the camera.

"I'm doing this for your own good, in case you can't get off the operating table later, I can still develop your photo and show it to Zhu Ge!" Jason deliberately angered martial arts.

"If you're idle, go back and look for him, I'm not at ease." Martial arts are colorful.

This book is derived from Kanshu.com