Xiao Yuan was the most nervous person along the way.

The regimental commander was seriously injured due to his own negligence.

Now he is responsible for protecting the safety of the regiment commander, and if there is any more accident, he can only shoot himself.

So from the beginning of leaving the base area, in addition to going to the toilet, Xiao Yuan has been by Li Hao's side, never leaving an inch.

At this moment, he was no exception, standing beside the hospital bed, staring at the head of the regiment covered with gauze without blinking.

At the door of the ward, by the window of the ward, there was a commando guarding all of them, looking around with a wary face.

The remaining commandos were stationed in a hotel in front of the hospital, and in the event of an accident here, they could rush over for reinforcements in a maximum of three minutes.

Suddenly, Li Hao's eyes moved.

Xiao Yuan noticed it for the first time, and then an excited smile appeared on his face.

After the operation, the surgeon said: as long as the head of the regiment successfully wakes up, the wound on the head will be fine.

"Commander, are you awake......" Xiao Yuan asked in a low voice.

"Water ......"

Li Hao's lips moved, and he said in his weak voice.

"The head of the regiment wants to drink water...... I'll get you ...... right now."

While pouring water, he shouted to a team member next to him: "What are you still doing in the cold, go to the office immediately to inform the chief, our regiment commander has woken up." ”

By the afternoon, Li Hao's whole body had recovered.

Although he was bandaged everywhere and couldn't move, his mind was very clear, and he knew his current situation from Xiao Yuan's mouth.

After ten days, he was able to get out of bed.

"Xiao Yuan, take me out for a walk...... Activity, the body recovers faster, and I also want to see what Chongqing is like? ”

"This?"

A hint of hesitation flashed across Xiao Yuan's face.

Seeing Li Hao's determined face, he could only reply stubbornly: "Okay, but a few commandos must follow." ”

Walking out of the ward, the picture Li Hao saw was almost no different from the hospital in the Republic of China period on TV.

The house, although shabby, is neat and tidy.

However, as he walked, a door appeared in front of Li Hao.

At the door stood two gendarmes, submachine guns in front of them, with serious faces.

"Commander, don't go over there, right?" Xiao Yuan hesitated for a moment and suggested.

"Is that a hospital ward over there?" Li Hao asked.

"It's a ward, but it's a regular ward over there, and it's messy. Your injuries are not healed yet, and if you are hit by a wounded soldier, something will definitely go wrong. Xiao Yuan replied.

Li Hao insisted: "Go over and take a look!" ”

"With your protection, even if the little devil comes, he may not be able to touch me, let alone a few wounded soldiers."

"Yes, Captain!"

Walking to the door, although Li Hao was wearing a hospital gown and couldn't see his rank, the two gendarmes still saluted with a serious face and pushed the door open for Li Hao.

A strong smell of blood immediately hit the face, mixed with the strong smell of disinfectant water, which irritated the nasal cavity together.

Li Hao frowned involuntarily and continued to walk forward.

Turning a corner along the corridor, a ward appeared in Li Hao's field of vision.

No, what you see in front of you is more like a big warehouse.

Dozens of beds were placed one after another in the room, row after row, and on each bed lay a wounded soldier.

Perhaps because there were too few hospital beds, nearly half of the room saw that there were no hospital beds, so a mat and a quilt were laid directly on the ground, and then the wounded soldiers lay on them.

Wails of pain, screams, scolding...... It was transmitted to Li Hao's ears together, and it was very noisy.

Look at the wounded, lying on the bloodstained hospital beds, some with pale faces, some with painful faces, and some with desperate faces, staring at the roof with empty eyes, motionless.

More than a dozen doctors and nurses were busy among the nearly 100 wounded, and after treating this and that, they didn't even have time to rest in between.

Where is this ward, it is not even as good as a shelter for wounded soldiers, or even a base area.

Although the conditions in the base area are poor, special attention is paid to the wounded soldiers, and every possible effort is made to meet the needs of the wounded soldiers.

At the very least, a wounded soldier and a hospital bed can still be satisfied.

It is also necessary to ensure the hygiene of hospitals and wounded soldiers as much as possible to avoid infection.

As long as there are conditions, bandages, sheets...... It should be washed every day, and then boiled in boiling water for disinfection.

Looking at the ward in front of me, the bandages stained red with blood, and the bloodstained sheets, I knew that they hadn't been cleaned for half a month.

Even the minimum hygiene cannot be guaranteed, how to ensure that the wounded are not infected, and then recover and return to the team as soon as possible.

Li Hao's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"It's time to eat...... Eat......"

Six cooks, in groups of twos and twos, either carrying rice buckets or large baskets, shouted and walked into the ward.

When passing by, Li Hao took a look.

A large bucket contains rice soup porridge with a clear bottom, a large bucket contains vegetable soup, and the basket contains fist-sized multigrain steamed buns or bowl-sized multigrain cakes.

"That's what they're going to do for the wounded?" Li Hao asked with a calm face.

Xiao Yuan didn't speak, nodding in affirmation.

"Are they wounded?" Li Hao asked rhetorically with a frown.

"Normal people may not be able to stand this every day, let alone the injured. And these things are not nutritious at all, how can the wounded recover from eating this every day. ”

"I remember that all I have eaten these days is rice porridge, white flour steamed buns, as well as broth, eggs, and chicken?"

Xiao Yuan replied stubbornly: "Regiment commander, only officers above the Central Army are eligible to live in the ward you live in, and the Eighth Route Army Office in Chongqing will contact you up and down, plus the five gold bars that the political commissar gave me before leaving, and the hospital will agree to let you live in." ”

"As for the ordinary officers and soldiers, all of them are such wards."

"The conditions of the officers are slightly better, they all have separate hospital beds, and the food is better, and they can eat white flour steamed buns. But meat is absolutely not to think about, unless they pay for it themselves, after all, they are the backbone when they return to the army. ”

"Ordinary soldiers can't do it, there are too many of them, and the hospital doesn't have the ability to manage it."

"In addition, there are still people at the level who deduct the already small medical expenses, bureaucracy, and it is good to be able to reach such a level."

"These are still ordinary soldiers who have a chance to recover and return to the army."

"If the soldiers are disabled, or if the wound is inflamed and finally the leg is amputated, the situation is even worse, they can't even eat this, and there is no medicine available, they can lose their lives at any time, and only some medical volunteers and the Red Cross will take care of them."

"I've been to see them, and they're not as good as pigs and dogs?"

Li Hao's face was already gloomy to the extreme, and the scene in front of him was something he had never seen before.

When I think of the ward where I live, a few words pop up in my head: heaven and hell......

They live in heaven, these ordinary wounded soldiers live in hell, and the disabled wounded soldiers are not as good as pigs and dogs, and they are not even qualified to live in hell.

What's more, there's only one door in between.

The separation of one door means different treatment and different results.

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