"Where is this, how long have I been asleep?" When Hou Dasheng opened his eyes, he saw snow-white sheets. There was a faint smell of lavender in the air, as well as disinfectant water. The hound, the first moment he woke up, got up from his chair.

Hearing Hou Dasheng's words, the hound did not stop, but walked to his side and first rang a call bell beside him. Then he said in a deep voice: "This is Berlin, you slept for three days and five standard hours." ”

At this time, the door of the ward was opened with a "click~", and three doctors and five nurses in white coats walked in. They were all wearing masks and couldn't see their faces clearly. The first one nodded to the hound, and said in English with a thick German accent: "The patient has woken up, and we are going to do a routine full examination of him now." Please stay away from it. ”

The hound looked at Hou Dasheng. When Hou Dasheng didn't wake up, he could naturally make his own decisions. But Hou Dasheng woke up, so whether to leave him or not needs to follow Hou Dasheng's wishes. Seeing Hou Dasheng nodded, the hound got up and left and walked outside the door.

Hou Dasheng only began to observe the ward he lived in at this time. And the three doctors and nurses were already busy. This room is obviously a separately laid, specialized ward. And it was also the second floor, because Hou Dasheng saw the branches stretching out outside the bright window.

The room is still very large, even the bed that Hou Dasheng sleeps in is not small. This is clearly the posture of a double bed. This ward, which looks like it is about eighty square meters, is all open. In addition to the hospital bed, the room is also filled with various medical equipment.

The interior of the house is very simple, but the furnishings are very special. The walls are almost all lined with different cabinets. Looking at the German label on it, Hou Dasheng can easily distinguish that these are cabinets for first-aid drugs and medical equipment. Several, it seems that they are still constant temperature and sterile.

On the side of the bed, there are two doors. One was the main entrance where the hounds had just walked out and the paramedics had entered, and the other was a sign in German. Hou Dasheng didn't have much knowledge of German, and he just happened to know those words: operating room.

Hou Dasheng's clothes were quickly cleaned up. In other words, the clothes on his body were originally worn to facilitate treatment. It's very easy to get rid of. Hou Dasheng was moved by two medical staff, and then pressed a few bedside buttons. I saw the bed shrink slowly. It is convenient for other medical staff to get close to Hou Dasheng.

All kinds of electrodes were connected to Hou Dasheng's body one by one. The medical equipment at the bedside was all turned on. The detectors began to "drip ......", and Hou Dasheng could feel a slight electric current passing through his body. conduction into the instrument.

At this time, his fingers were also clipped to several sensing instruments. At the same time, some instruments were also wrapped around his wrists. The medical staff are busy at a rapid pace, and the test results are printed out by these instruments.

About half an hour or so passed, and the medical staff finally stopped testing. I saw that they took off the detectors on Hou Dasheng and put on his clothes again. Then I pressed the button. The bed quickly became a movable emergency pusher.

Soon, Hou Dasheng was pushed into the corridor. At this time, Hou Dasheng saw the bright sunshine. He squinted, enjoying the rare calm of the moment. It's been a long time since he's rested like this. Almost from the beginning of the war, he walked on thin ice every day.

About only the hound knows, Hou Dasheng will often wake up directly in the middle of the night. The pressure on his body is impossible to talk to anyone. The life and death of the entire jackal almost weighed on his shoulders. One of his decisions will cost many people their lives.

Many of those people were not strangers, but his comrades-in-arms and colleagues. He is his brother who lives and dies together. Hou Dasheng can despise his own life and death, but he can't easily decide this organization, this mercenary group. The survival of this group that has existed for many years, and the comrades who depend on it for survival.

When making decisions and implementing them, Hou Dasheng did not have any fear. But looking back now, Hou Dasheng himself shuddered. Although he did not receive statistics, he basically knew that the black group had been destroyed again in this war.

Those mercenary groups, it is estimated that there are not many survivors. The support from the Slavs must have suffered a lot of losses. Fortunately, these are all dealt with in advance, and as long as there is victory, then everything can be solved. Failed...... Fail, everyone is dead and solve a fart.

At the end of the examination, Hou Dasheng was wheeled back to his original ward. Dani, Fork and Hound were already waiting for him in the room. Hou Dasheng felt a little weak in his feet, and he lay down for several days. Now my body functions are still a little hard to keep up, and I am slightly stiff.

"Let's talk about how we are now." Hou Dasheng, who was helped up by the hound and sat on the sofa, looked at Dani and the fork and asked softly.