With the lesson learned, Sun Tzu and his men also relented, and just wandered around the corridor, completely lacking the spirit of a few minutes ago.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Wang Liang did not stay any longer, because Jin Zhenzhong and Liu Li were both arranged in the ward downstairs, so he planned to go downstairs.

"Thank you, brother, if it weren't for you just now, my little life would be gone, alas~" The wounded man just came over to thank Wang Liang, without Wang Liang's help, he would definitely die here today.

"Brothers, you're welcome, we're all devil-fighting people, so we have to unite." Wang Liang smiled, turned around and went downstairs, in his opinion, this was just a gesture of effort, and he didn't take it to heart.

Originally, Wang Liang was still very worried in his heart, afraid that something would happen to Liu Li and these old guys.

After asking for the ward number from the nurse, I hurriedly looked for it, but I didn't expect to hear laughter inside at the door, and it was quite lively.

The biggest movement was Zhang Fei's kid's voice, "Let me tell you, what are the little devils, I will slash one by one, and they will be so scared that their souls are gone." ”

"Oh, that's great, that's great!" After Zhang Fei finished speaking, he heard a girl in the room praising him.

Wang Liang thought to himself, this is hooking up with a nurse.

"We blew up dozens of devils' cannons directly behind enemy lines, how about it, it's amazing." Then it was Liu Rui, the kid, who also got up.

"The mines we built blew up the little devils and cried!" Wang Haiyang was not to be outdone.

Lying at the door and listening for a while, Wang Liang couldn't listen anymore, so he pushed the door and entered.

"Battalion commander!"

"Battalion commander!"

Seeing Wang Liang who entered the door, several people quickly got up from the bed to give Wang Liang a military salute, sweating wildly, wouldn't the battalion commander hear all the cowhides that he blew just now.

"Okay, all sit down, I find that one of you can pull a calf more than the other." Wang Liang took a look, there were really a lot of beautiful girls in the house, all of them looked so smart.

I can't blame Liu Li and a few of them, I have been staying in the barracks where I have seen so many little girls, of course I am excited.

Several nurses stood up when they saw that they were in the midst of the lecture, and saluted one of the people who entered the room, and their eyes fell on Wang Liang in an instant.

So handsome! He doesn't look very old, he must be an officer, otherwise these soldiers can't respect him so much.

"Look at the battalion commander, I originally wanted to ask for a daughter-in-law, but I have no hope as soon as you come in."

Zhang Fei saw that the nurses' attention immediately shifted to Wang Liang, who had just entered the door, and felt that his hope was not great, and complained jokingly.

"That's it, battalion commander, don't you have one of them? Don't rob us. "Watching the excitement is not afraid of big things, Liu Li is also coaxing on the side.

Wang Liang was speechless for a moment, you guys who value color and ignore friends.

"Okay, okay, damn it, all take care of your injuries, there are still a lot of battles waiting for you to fight there."

Originally, Wang Liang wanted to scold his mother, but when he saw that there were still many female nurses in the house, Wang Liang didn't say anything about his mother.

Seeing that these people were all alive, Wang Liang was also relieved.

There are more than 1,300 soldiers in the independent battalion, and there are only 12 people left after several vicious battles, which is also the only thing Wang Liang can rely on at present.

War is a huge meat grinder for soldiers and junior officers, and Zhukov is not wrong at all in saying this.

After speaking, Wang Liang left the ward and walked to the intensive care ward.

The room was quiet, and because Kim was seriously injured and still in a coma, the doctor assigned a nurse to take care of him 24 hours a day.

Naturally, the nurse chose an older one with a little more experience.

"How? Isn't he awake yet? ”

Seeing Jin Zhenzhong lying on the hospital bed, with layers of gauze wrapped around his head, Wang Liang felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart.

"The strength of the anesthetic has not passed, and it is estimated that I will wake up in the afternoon, and I am still observing. The bullets had been removed, and the dean said that it was not a big problem, but that it would take a long time to recover. The nurse knew that several of them were sent over for rescue together, so naturally she didn't hide it.

After listening to the nurse's words, Wang Liang's heart was slightly relieved, and the information recorded that Jin Zhenzhong recovered for a full year before returning to the army to continue his service, and it seems that this is in a hurry.

"Dean? That Dean Lee? ”

Wang Liang is quite curious about Li Haiquan, and he seems to be a very pragmatic person.

"Yes, it's Dean Li, Dean Li's medical skills are excellent, and the complicated surgeries in the hospital are done by Dean Li himself."

"Oh, big sister, do you know a man called a grandson?" Hearing Li Haiquan call his grandson Secretary Sun, Wang Liang really wanted to know what his identity was.

How dare a major be so lawless, how powerful is the background?

"Sun Tzu, you're talking about Deputy Secretary-General Sun. Hey, he's the secretary of Commander Song, don't mess with this person, the means are ruthless. When it comes to her grandson, the nurse looks very taboo.

"Then what is Commander Song doing in the hospital, is he sick?"

Of course, Wang Liang would not think that his grandson came to see the doctor, because his grandson is a dog, and he must be doing things for his master, so he dares to be so arrogant.

"The army commander has an old problem, stomach disease, and I used to come here once a week, so let Dean Li help me take care of it. Some time ago, I went back to my hometown in Shandong to recuperate for a month, and I haven't come over. The Japanese made trouble again, so they hurried back from Shandong, and fell ill again a few days later. So let his secretary come over and arrange for hospitalization, probably to hide from the leisure. ”

The eldest sister of the nurse saw that Wang Liang was not an outsider, and she also had something to say, and what she said was heartfelt.

"Oh, that's right. Eldest sister, my battalion commander will hand it over to you, please take good care of him, it's troublesome. Seeing that Jin Zhenzhong hadn't woken up yet, and there was no point in staying here, Wang Liang planned to go back to his ward to consider his next step.

"This is my job, don't worry, I see that your injuries are not light, so take a good rest."

When he returned to the ward, he saw that Du Xiaola was sleeping soundly, and Wang Liang didn't bother to call her.

Wang Liang took off his shoes and lay on the bed to think about things, perhaps because he was too tired, and it didn't take long for Wang Liang to fall asleep.

In the special ward of the hospital, there are only two people, Li Haiquan and Song Zheyuan.

The special wards are similar to the current wards for senior cadres, and are specially provided for leading cadres.

However, this special ward is aimed at Kuomintang government officials and army officers, of course, the rank must be high to a certain extent, otherwise other hospitals will not provide you with services.

"Dean Li, my stomach has been hurting so much lately, and I can't eat anything, what do you say?" Song Zheyuan covered his stomach, looking very painful, and asked Li Haiquan.

Li Haiquan knew in his heart that this Song Zheyuan's stomach ache was fake, and it was true that he wanted to be hospitalized to hide from his leisure.

The Japanese devils made a fierce fuss, and Song Zheyuan's anti-Japanese cry was also fierce, but when the real fight started, he was unreliable.

Song Zheyuan is a man with complex two sides.

First, his patriotic consciousness is undeniable, he wants to resist Japan, and he has unyielding national integrity.

Second, it is also his shortcoming, the warlord consciousness is too strong, and the deep-rooted warlord ideology eventually ruined his military career.

Although Song Zheyuan ostensibly obeyed Lao Jiang's orders, in fact, he secretly hoped to establish an independent kingdom and engage in military secession, which was nothing more than thinking about his old master Feng Yuxiang.