Chapter 160: Coping with Illness
It was snowing, and Yerenkina was not in very good condition. She came to the division headquarters in a thick coat www.biquge.info and a few coughs caught Yevlov's attention.
"My commissar, do you have a cold?"
"Yes, it seems that I accidentally kicked the quilt when I slept at night."
Yerentina was so sick that her whole body ached. She sat down slowly in a chair, her brows full of displeasure. "It's terrible, I caught a cold at the most critical moment." After that, there was another cough.
Yevlov immediately brought a cup of hot water and put his hand to her forehead. "You're glad you don't have a fever. Drink a little more hot water now and it will make you feel better. ā
"Thank you." Yerenkina blushed and faced this man who couldn't help but feel a trace of admiration in her heart. She is also a woman who wants to be loved by men, but she has a tragic childhood, coupled with the work of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which often requires her to be more capable than men.
But the illness came like a mountain, and it was really difficult to stand up and do things at this time.
Yang Mingzhi was late, and he was walking in the snow. The morning trumpet was blown relatively late in order not to disturb the rest of the civilians. When the weather was bright, the fighters of all the barracks got dressed in a few minutes, and they were also forced to assemble in the snow.
The work of clearing snow did not require direct orders from the division headquarters at all, and individual companies were already on the move.
Of course, Yang Mingzhi also saw some soldiers supporting their comrades-in-arms, but he was afraid that these people were infected with wind and cold and got sick.
"Alas, the hospital is going to be overcrowded today." Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but sweat for his wife.
Early in the morning, the villagers and soldiers began to clear the snow very tacitly, no one knew how long the snow would have to fall, in line with past experience, often the wind and snow lasted for many days. If the snow is not cleared, it is too easy to crush the building.
Yang Mingzhi came to the division headquarters and saw Yevlov serving Yelentina.
What else can these two have an ambiguous relationship? Yang Mingzhi smiled and found a chair to sit down. It's just that Yerenkina's appearance is very incongruous, and she immediately asked, "What's the matter, are you sick?" ā
āŠaćā Yerentina had a mumbled nose and a somewhat hoarse pronunciation.
"She's got a cold. I really didn't expect that our political commissar comrades could kick off the quilt like a little girl. So this night, she really froze herself. ā
There was a hint of banter in Yevlov's words, which caused Yerentina to shake her head in displeasure.
"Well, you don't have to talk about her. Anyway, our commissar is very young, a few years ago he was a little girl, wasn't it? So it's normal to do something that only little girls do. Yang Mingzhi teased.
It's just that the two big men didn't talk about Yerenkina's heart at all. "Enough! I'm not a little girl at all! Yerentina looked up sharply, looked at the two of them angrily, and then fell back into a cough.
Yang Mingzhi was clever, and quickly moved over and patted her back, and then a thick phlegm was spit out.
"You better go to the hospital, Comrade Yerenkina. Bessica is in charge of the potion, and giving you a shot will make you much better. ā
"Alright! Then I'll go to the hospital. Yerentina didn't want to be reckless, and she asked suddenly, "Yesterday, was there no problem with your wife?" She's a child. ā
The co-author woman was very concerned about the title question, and Yang Mingzhi replied: "Besika is fine, I held her all night, so I rested peacefully." So early in the morning, she was still a little reluctant to get up. ā
Yerenkina glanced at the corners of her mouth and slowly stood up. The guards immediately arrived, helped their commissar away, and went straight to the hospital.
"Alright, it's just the two of us." Yevlov held his chin in his hands, and only he and Yang Mingzhi were left in the room. It wasn't until a short time later that Fuming came over.
He entered the house, shook off the snow all over his body, jumped again, and hung his hat on the wall.
"Ah, it's so cold! I see both of you look good. I just saw Yerentina, is she sick? ā
"Yes, it's sick." Yang Mingzhi said, "This heavy snow came a little suddenly, but it is also in line with our previous lie that the snowfall will come within 72 hours." The temperature did plummet, so much so that many of us fell ill. ā
Fuming found a chair and sat down, he seemed a little hurried, and he must have held back a lot of words in his heart.
He hurriedly said: "Berekov, you are right, I actually got up and went straight to the hospital." Today, when I opened the door, I felt a heavy cold, and I was afraid that many people would get sick. I went to the hospital, where there were indeed quite a few people gathered, all coughing. ā
The morning meeting lasted for a while, and since the problem of illness was discussed, the three of them went straight to the hospital after the meeting.
Everything was in line with the estimates of the three, and the hospital was really overcrowded.
There are thousands of people living here in Catfish Village, more than 10,000 people in the entire base area, and more than 7,000 people live in the area with Catfish Village as the core. However, there is only one hospital, and even with the increase in beds, many patients can still lie in makeshift beds after the heavy snow and the cooling this time.
Yang Mingzhi directly found the director of the hospital, Las Liujing, to inquire about the situation.
"Today's situation is worse, more than 400 people are sick, all of them are colds, and more than 20 of them have a fever." Raslyutin did not hide the truth, and the situation looked critical.
Yang Mingzhi and the others saw the nurses running around, and among these angels in white, Yang Mingzhi immediately recognized the petite girl with black hair. I saw star fruit holding a glass syringe, injecting a patient who had chosen his buttocks.
"Doctor, it seems that you have trained my wife very well." Yang Mingzhi smiled and pointed his hand.
"Ahh You mean Besika, she's very qualified as a medic. I used to work in hospitals in Minsk with young nursing school interns who were quite shy about men's bodies. Hanging bottle infusion is generally no problem, but it is this injection, and many nurses are nervous. ā
Yang Mingzhi looked at it with satisfaction, his wife had seen too much blood, and she was the same as an ordinary girl, but she would not be angry after a hundred battles.
Raslyujing continued: "Actually, there are very few female nurses like Besica who can give injections to patients and don't cause histoplasm cysts, except that she is Lilia. As for the nurses I brought in, they were actually a bunch of interns. It's an era of war, and they can only be forced to take on heavy responsibilities! ā
In words, Raslyutin was very fond of his wife. Yang Mingzhi was very satisfied, so there was no need to disturb her work this time. If you say, because you can command the battle well, you are loved by the soldiers. Then an excellent female military doctor and female nurse like his wife exists like a "mother who saves her children", and she is also the spiritual sustenance of the soldiers, and she is even more loved.
Yevlov did not intervene in the topic, he looked left and right, as if looking for something.
"Division commander, you are looking for Comrade Political Commissar." Russ **** asked.
"Ahh Right. I just ordered the soldiers to bring her sick. ā
"Yes, she did come, and we gave her a shot. She asked for Besika's treatment, so I asked Besica to give her a shot of penicillin. ā
Penicillin is almost a panacea for soldiers, and if it is a viral flu, it can have a devastating effect. But now the soldiers are basically suffering from colds and flu, this medicine can treat symptoms such as throat inflammation caused by colds, and the treatment effect is also an anti-inflammatory, and then the soldiers still need to overcome the wounded soldiers themselves.
At this moment, Yerenkina was already lying on the hospital bed, covered with a blanket and had fallen asleep.
Everyone looked at her who was sleeping, her golden braids were untied and her hair was scattered, her face had an unhealthy color, and she really felt a little sickly. Yang Mingzhi thought so, the Soviet Union did not have a sick vocabulary at this time. Everyone cares more about her.
"Actually, penicillin has a normal effect, unless it is a viral flu. Now I can conclude that there is no possibility of the flu at all. All the patients here are suffering from cold, and this disease can be done by strengthening the nutritional intake and drinking more hot water. ā
He said it from a medical point of view, and Yang Mingzhi could understand that Yevlov's cultural level was not high and he didn't understand these things. He trusted the doctor very much, and held the doctor's hand with concern: "This matter is up to you." The cold snap is sudden, and the consumption of medicine must be huge, and you medical workers have to worry about it. ā
Raslyujing smiled, "The division commander doesn't have to be like this, these are my own jobs." It's just that you, as the division commander, should also inform all the soldiers and let them pay attention to their health. ā
"Okay! I'll do that. Fuming stepped forward, and at this time Yerenkina was ill, and he naturally took over the job.
The breakfast for the three of them was relatively late, so it was simply lunch.
As for how to deal with the cold snap, it is a bit tricky at this point. The coping strategy is nothing more than a call for everyone to stay warm and stay home if nothing else. Then light the fireplace to make sure the chimney is clear, and keep some gaps to avoid carbon monoxide poisoning.
Most of the soldiers continued to clear the snow, and the training of the junior soldiers was suspended. This group of children, teenagers, was temporarily assigned to the munitions depot to help the soldiers apply antifreeze oil to their weapons. All the girls worked as nurses and went to the hospital to help.
Enhance the intake of nutrients and energy, which can be a good protection against the cold. Yang Mingzhi had a whim: "These days are the cold period, let's fight, and use more canned beef!" Grease! Red meat! These make the warriors full of strength, and they will not be easily defeated by the cold. ā
Yevlov had no objections, eating well in cold weather was very important to maintain morale. The order was sent over the radio to two other villages, and some cattle and sheep were slaughtered in Heitu Village. In this way, at least each soldier can eat a little fresh meat, and it is also a great happiness in the cold.
The heavy snow must be due to the humid climate in this part of the swamp, and the arrival of a cold snap has caused a large area of snowfall. Yang Mingzhi can foresee that at this moment Kiev is also covered with snow, and the heavy snow will cause great inconvenience to the people in the swamps, and it will be a fatal blow to the guerrillas scattered in the vast forests of Belarus and the Bryansk region.
And what about the Germans? In Belarus, they must have stopped the liquidation of the partisans, and on the road from Smolensk to Moscow. The Germans must have suffered a major setback, and they were rushing to loot Soviet villages in order to loot the "Shuba", which was wrapped around as long as it was clothing.
The extremely cold weather has made these Junker nobles forget the glory of the nobility, the temperature has plummeted to more than ten degrees below zero, and it is happiness not to freeze to death. And the Germans were still advancing towards Moscow, and the officers cheered up the rank-and-file soldiers, as long as they took Moscow, they had everything.
For this reason, the German offensive did not stop at all, they robbed Soviet villages during the day and took away all warm clothing, and at night heated themselves with precious gasoline, and the troops advanced closer to Moscow. On the way, people froze to death and frostbite, the footsteps of the German army were still the same, and the defense of Moscow reached a critical moment. (To be continued.) )