When the people from the medical security department came to the ward where Xiao Ju was, they saw Xiao Ju frowning and examining the wound of a young soldier with an injured left calf.

Today, as soon as Liao Chenghui, the duty officer of the medical security department, entered the ward, he saw a little girl with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes who was seriously examining the patient's injuries. I couldn't help but whisper to the paramedic who hurried to him: "I really have never seen this person in the field hospital?" ”

"There are only a few doctors in the hospital, and you don't know it! Not to mention doctors, even field nurses are counted, who doesn't know whom? The nurse glanced at Liao Chenghui with obvious displeasure, with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of new comrades! If you misunderstand it, that's a big deal! Liao Chenghui smiled a little embarrassedly. He cannot be blamed for being cautious, mainly because the doctors and nursing staff of the hospital are all important personnel of the hospital, and they are a special group that the leaders of the army have repeatedly stressed the need to focus on protection and care. With these people, it is possible to minimize the loss of personnel when the troops are fighting.

"Do you look at her age, like a doctor and a paramedics?" The nurse glanced at Xiao Ju's small body and said with a little contempt.

Liao Chenghui observed Xiao Ju for a while, and felt that although Xiao Ju didn't look very old, her way of helping patients clean and change dressings was lighter and more skilled than the nursing staff he had ever seen. "Hello, comrade! I'm Liao Hui from the Medical Insurance Department of the Field Hospital, are you a new doctor or a nurse? ”

Xiao Ju was immersed in his own thoughts, the wound on the injured patient's left calf was not cleaned before suturing, from the preliminary examination just now, the skin near the wound had turned dark black, and as soon as the bandaged gauze was untied, a breath of rotten flesh rushed straight to the face. If you don't find a way to do something else, the injured person's left calf will have to be taken off to save his life.

Xiao Ju looked up at the young and somewhat childish face that had been looking at her, revealing trust. Looks like. The soldier in front of him is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is in his prime, but because of rough medical conditions, he lacks medicine. Lost a leg from such a small wound. He even lost his life. It's really heartbreaking.

Liao Chenghui saw that Xiao Ju was only staring at the wounded man's wound and ignored him. So patiently, he raised his voice and asked again. Xiao Ju stared at him as if she had reacted, and asked impatiently, "What's going on with the hospital?" I see that the wounds of these wounded are very rough. There is also a lack of very important procedures for the dressing change of the nursing staff, and most of the wounds after the wound are infected, in addition, I would like to ask, why is penicillin not used for those who are strict? ”

Liao Chenghui was asked by Xiao Ju's repeated questioning, he was originally a big boss, or he only knew some words in the army's literacy class, at this time he naturally didn't understand the meaning of Xiao Ju's words, but he was a little cautious when he said it, "This little comrade, are you a new doctor?" ”

"It's not! But certainly not a spy! Xiao Ju was witty, but unfortunately Liao Chenghui and the nursing staff did not understand the meaning of this sentence, and immediately looked at Xiao Ju with a vigilant face, Liao Chenghui even unconsciously put his hand on the gun hanging on his waist.

"I'm here to find the director of the hospital! This comrade, can you please help me get on the way! Xiao Ju couldn't help but be a little disappointed when she saw these two people so nervous, it seems that people in this era are more rigorous people and have no humor. She casually put the tweezers in her hand into the iron plate on the stool, and asked with a faint smile.

Liao Chenghui only felt that the momentum of Xiao Ju at this time was even more awe-inspiring than his top boss, and he couldn't help lowering his voice and said, "The dean seems to be in the office, I'll take you there!" ”

At the same time, he thought in his heart that the place where he was stationed was to check the documents, and since this little girl could come in, she must have been checked, not to mention the injuries who had been changed by her hand, as if no one had raised anything wrong, but from the words of the other party just now, he could hear that he was worried about the wounded in the ward.

"Thank you very much!" Xiao Ju said as she walked out of the ward with a worried face. Liao Chenghui followed behind Xiaoju, while the paramedic stayed behind to continue her work.

Soon, Xiao Ju followed Liao Chenghui to the door of the dean's office, but unexpectedly, the door of the office was not closed, and at the same time it was crowded with people, Xiao Ju quietly stood aside and listened for a while after entering, only to know that those people crowded in the office were the heads of various departments of the hospital, and they were all looking for the dean to ask for a solution to the medical needs of the department.

As for the medical department, there is also a shortage of manpower, and there is a shortage of clinical western medicine......

After the people who came to the dean to report the problem left, Xiao Ju finally saw the director of the field hospital, but he didn't expect it to be an old man of nearly sixty years old, wearing a half-length white coat, and through the white coat, you can see that he is wearing a set of coarse gray military uniforms, the style is a bit like a tunic suit, and he wears a straight head of the same color

A bowler hat with a barrel and a cap circumference, and an armband with the word "N4A" on the left arm. Although his face was full of exhaustion and anxiety, he also had the perseverance of a soldier.

"Are you the dean? I came from Wuhan two days ago, and an acquaintance of yours asked me to bring you a letter! Xiao Ju respectfully handed the letter that had been moved from the small space to the old man in front of him.

"Are you ......" The old man glanced at Xiao Ju with some confusion, but he had already begun to open the letter handed over by Xiao Ju in his hand. When he read the letter at a glance, his face had already changed to a look of surprise and joy.

"Xiaoju, huh? You turned out to be Luo Xiaozi's goddaughter? Are you still studying more systematically in medical care? Great, I'm in a terrible shortage here, can you go to the nursing class and help now? The old man stood up as he spoke.

"Grandpa Dean, my best skill is surgery, if you put me in the nursing class, it will be a bit overkill!" Xiao Ju thought of so many young wounded people waiting for the doctor in the sick house, and there was no longer a trace of low-key life in her heart.

"You're good at surgery? That means you're going to get all kinds of trauma, such as gunshot wounds, knife wounds, shrapnel wounds, doesn't you? The old man looked at Xiao Ju with a look of surprise.

"Yes! Daddy Luo was injured once, and it was my li! Xiaoju had a lot of eyes and didn't say what she was doing in Wuhan Hospital, mainly because she didn't want to do much.

"That's it! Can you give me a limp wound first? After all, Xiaoju's age is too young, and Rosen's letter only emphasized that Xiaoju had studied nursing, not that he had studied surgical clinical medicine. What's more, after all, the surgeon is in control of the life of the wounded, and not everyone is qualified to hold a scalpel.

"No problem!" Xiaoju replied faintly and confidently.

Because of Xiao Ju's age, the dean was honestly suspicious of Xiao Ju's statement, but in the end, he found the least injured soldier to let Xiao Ju do it.

Xiaoju was taken to the small operating room of the hospital early, she calmly put on the surgical gown, disinfected herself before the operation, and then began to look at the wounded person who was brought in.

The wounded man, who was also very young, was wounded by shrapnel in his left leg. It looks like he's been injured for a few days, and the wound is showing signs of infection because it hasn't been treated in time. Xiao Ju carefully examined the wound and found that a piece of shrapnel remained deep in the wound.

Because there was no anesthetic, Xiao Ju had to let the young man bite a towel in his mouth and endure it, and then quickly used an instrument to probe the position of the shrapnel, cut the wound, and took out the shrapnel. After debridement and disinfection, the wound was quickly and meticulously sutured. The whole minor surgery did not take more than thirty minutes. And there is no need for a surgical assistant.

During the whole operation process, the old man of the dean was staring at the sidelines, and when he saw Xiao Ju's skillful surgical movements and delicate wound sutures, the ecstasy in his eyes could not be hidden.

"How? Dean, do I meet your requirements? After the operation, Xiaoju asked while packing up the surgical instruments.

"Yes! It's so consistent! The old man looked at Xiao Ju with glowing eyes like a treasure.

"Dean, just the superb medical skills, without the suitable drug cooperation, just relying on the patient's own resistance to resist the symptoms after the operation, will also greatly reduce the recovery rate of the patient after the operation." Xiao Ju looked at the wounds of the wounded who had just finished her life with some concern. The drugs in the hospital were too scarce, and she couldn't take out penicillin in the small space and use it openly, so she had to use some Chinese medicine anti-inflammatory powder provided by the field hospital and sprinkle it on the wound, I don't know how effective it is!

"I can't help it! Those anesthetics, anti-inflammatory drugs and surgical medical equipment were not produced in Huaxia, and they all relied on smuggling from abroad or patriotic overseas Chinese abroad to raise funds to buy them, and then find a way to consign them back to China. These aids can only be a drop in the bucket for us, and we also try to collect money to ask people to buy abroad, but the funds are limited, and the demand is too great. The old man of the dean had tears on his face as he spoke, but Xiao Ju felt extremely heavy in his heart when he heard it.