Zhang Yan was lying on the bed of the health team sickly, and the white coat gave him tetanus and other medicines, but he also needed infusions to eliminate the inflammation caused by the toe injury. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Bohan sat next to him and stared at Zhang Yan angrily, as an intern doctor, it was incredible that she didn't go to the hospital but came to the training team, but Zhang Yan, who made her hate her so much just now, actually left her behind, and called it "accompany the bed!" ”

Maybe the treatment of the air force masters is a little too good, so there are not a few birdmen in the wards of the entire health team, and the overall feeling is empty.

The ward was filled with a faint smell of alcohol and disinfectant water, Zhang Yan looked up at the ceiling in a daze, occasionally turned his head and secretly glanced at Zhang Bohan, and met her big watery eyes, but there was no trace of tenderness in her eyes, but they were full of hatred.

"Peek at what?"

"Pervert, bastard!"

"I really want to kill you!"

Zhang Bohan roared, as if this was the only way to vent the anger in his heart.

The corners of Zhang Yan's mouth curled, and he smiled secretly, before he said, "Are you as for you?" ”

"What's wrong with the two of us is also a comrade-in-arms relationship, as for the bitter hatred?"

"I'm still a pervert? I didn't treat you like that! ”

Zhang Yan's face was angry, and he deliberately swept Zhang Bohan's chest twice as he spoke, as if he was silently protesting, and as if reminding Zhang Bohan.

"You're a rascal!"

Zhang Bohan scolded fiercely, then stretched out his hand to Zhang Yan's right foot, looking at her viciously, which really startled Zhang Yan.

"Hey!"

Zhang Yan suddenly screamed, trying to stop Zhang Bohan's hands shaking at his feet.

"I don't take you like this!"

"I'm a wounded, you're a doctor, can you have some work ethic!"

"You don't need a work ethic to treat hooligans!"

"Hey, hey, hey, who are we hooligans, I'm a wounded, let me tell you, I wrote the comments on the internship report on your file!"

"Don't mess around!"

"Whatever you write, I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Zhang Bohan seemed to be ready to completely turn her face with Zhang Yan, and her two hands skillfully put down Zhang Yan's raised right foot.

As an intern surgeon, she has expertise in surgical bandaging and debridement of fractures!

As soon as Zhang Yan's feet were put down, he felt a feeling of suffocation coming from the soles of his feet, and he knew very well that it was caused by the lack of blood circulation in the soles of his feet.

Zhang Bohan's left hand grabbed Zhang Yan's right ankle, and his right hand touched his foot, looking like admiring his own artwork.

For every surgeon, understanding the physical condition and trauma of his or her patients is a fundamental skill.

"What's the matter with the injury on your foot?"

"Hey, this is a knife cut left after the operation, and there are burns!"

"No, it's like a burn!"

Zhang Bohan tightly grasped Zhang Yan's feet and looked back and forth, looking at Zhang Yan's eyes full of surprise, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"You're an old wound, what's going on?"

Zhang Bohan put Zhang Yan's foot back on the fixed bracket, and then reached for Zhang Yan's left foot, completely ignoring the white eyes that Zhang Yan gave him.

"Stop, stop!"

"Don't look at it, if you look at it again, you'll be gone!"

"I'm a big man, what do you see?"

"I'll just see, tell me honestly, what's going on with these injuries?" Zhang Bohan didn't care about Zhang Yan's reaction, and put on a reasonable look, staring at Zhang Yan as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

"Don't lie to me, I'm also a psychology major."

"No wonder he mixed up with Sun Qingrui," Zhang Yan muttered quietly, as if he had discovered a secret between women, and then he put on a bitter expression and said to Zhang Bohan pitifully: "This is a sad story!" ”

On the training ground, the tall Algeren walked into the wind tunnel, and the moment he stepped on the trampoline, the people around him saw the trampoline under his feet sink suddenly.

"Hey, I said Lao Gao, the quality of your wind tunnel is fine, right?" Zhang Ye's hand was on the Air Force staff officer beside him, but his eyes were staring at Algeleng in the wind tunnel, and his face was full of worry.

The Air Force staff officer, known as Lao Gao, calmly patted Zhang Ye's hand and said, "Don't worry, the wind tunnel test flight has tried a larger person when it was installed and tested, and there is no problem." ”

"That's good, that's good." Zhang Ye let out a long sigh of relief and gently patted his chest a few times.

"Hey, where did you get such a bear man? In your special forces, are you sure you won't be a living target? ”

Lao Gao pointed to Algeleng to show Zhang Ye, his face was full of strange looks, it seemed to be a little contradictory, and a little incredible.

"Geleng is from the Artillery Yard, and this is just an internship for us," Zhang Ye muttered to himself, and then his eyes glared as if he had thought of something, and suddenly slapped Lao Gao, and then said to the surprised Lao Gao: "Damn, I almost leaked the secret!" ”

"Boss Gao, I advise you that you better forget my words, understand?"

Hearing Zhang Ye's words, Lao Gao was stunned for a moment, and then stared at Zhang Ye with a serious face for two minutes before nodding solemnly.

There are some things in the army that are secretive and cannot be discussed in depth, let alone that it is normal for fraternal units to be unfamiliar with each other because of their different combat missions.

Inside the wind tunnel, the heavy Algeren had been slowly lifted into the air by the wind, and the Air Force veteran standing inside was lying next to him, correcting his movements with sign language.

Song Yufei, the parachute instructor of the training team, was in another wind tunnel, and the professional work was handed over to the professionals, which is a classic of special forces combat and daily life training.

Lao Gao looked at the clumsy Algeren in the wind tunnel, and suddenly said: "That big man is not suitable for the Airborne Forces, his weight will occupy the position of two people, and he will also occupy a parachute larger than others!" ”

Zhang Ye glanced at him and said, "Your Air Force are all baby bumps, and you still need that little money?" ”

"Fart baby pimple, the baby you said is a pilot, not our paratrooper!"

"A few years ago, we parachuted using an antique transport plane that has been in service for more than half a century, that guy, I can be my grandfather at my age, go up and listen to the sound of the 'buzzing' engine, not fucking weak legs are a good man!"

"That's why I said that you big man is really not suitable for paratroopers, his body is not good, if he goes to the artillery unit, he will definitely be able to carry artillery shells."

After listening to Lao Gao's words, Zhang Ye glanced at him again and said, "You can pull it down, now that the army is fully reforming towards mechanized armored forces, the two-legged ones can't outrun those eight wheels." ”

"Hey, I'm also worried," Zhang Ye said, glancing at Algeleng who was learning the landing posture, "It's that big board, I can't even fit his mother's tank, but what can I do!" ”