"What are you talking about, Brother Bei, he was injured by a grenade in order to save everyone, and his injuries were very serious. How did I explain to you when I was leaving, you still let Brother Bei suffer such a serious injury. Are you now ignoring my words? Where is Brother Bei now, hurry up and take me over. Zhao Ruzhi yelled at Chu Jiu with a worried face, and her whole heart was in a mess at this moment.

I had just followed Chu Jiu for two steps, and suddenly someone behind me shouted: "Sister Ruzhi, wait for me, I'll go with you." Zhao Ruzhi looked back, it was Sun Tingting who was anxious and worried. Zhao Ruzhi nodded and said, "Well, let's go together." ”

Zhang Dongbei was carried back from the battlefield and received emergency treatment in the infirmary, because the anesthetic was no longer enough, in desperation, the doctors could only let Zhang Dongbei endure the pain first, they now need to take out the shrapnel in his Zhang Dongbei's body, and then disinfect the wound, otherwise once the infection is in the current situation of lack of medical treatment, it is very dangerous. Fortunately, it's winter, and it's not as bad as expected.

Due to excessive blood loss, the doctor had found the plasma matching his blood type in the shortest possible time to give him a blood transfusion, after breaking off the previous hemostatic bandage, he saw the terrifying wound that almost the entire stomach was blown open, the chief surgeon was already sweating, after seeing this wound, his first reaction was that the man was still alive. He carefully used the sterilized medical forceps to find out the shrenchnel on Zhang Dongdong's stomach little by little, and then gently clamped out the shrapnel to make Zhang Dongbei feel less painful as much as possible. But despite this, Zhang Dongbei was still sweating profusely in pain at the moment, and his teeth were clenched, but he never screamed, seeing Zhang Dongbei so strong, the chief surgeon also secretly admired in his heart, although he had tried his best to reduce the pain caused by the operation, but he knew very well that in the absence of anesthetic, his efforts were useless, and the severe pain must have stimulated the nerves of the injured person at all times. If this kind of pain were ordinary people, they would have fainted a long time ago, but the person in front of him has been gritting his teeth and holding on to it, and only this strong perseverance has to be admired.

Just when the attending doctor was engrossed in cleaning up the shrapnel for Zhang Dongbei, suddenly a woman's voice sounded outside the infirmary: "Is Brother Bei here?" You let me in, I want to see Brother Bei. The voice was anxious and worried, but it was very inappropriate at this time, it was a murmur for the doctor who was engrossed in cleaning the shrapnel, and this murmur made him unable to concentrate anymore. It's not that this doctor is unprofessional, it's just that the person he treats at the moment is not comparable to ordinary people, and he is already under a lot of pressure psychologically, very nervous, and he can't concentrate anymore when he is so noisy at this moment.

The attending doctor had a surge of anger in his heart, put the shrapnel that had just been clamped out of Zhang Dongbei's body into the medical tray next to him and walked out of the infirmary, when he saw the two women at the door, he couldn't help but yell at them: "What are you doing here at this time, don't you know that the patient is now undergoing critical surgery, where can I concentrate on operating on the patient if you are so noisy, do you know that if there is a slight mistake, his injury will be more serious, do you want to kill him?" Get me out of here. Guards, kick the two of them out of the yard for me, and don't let anyone near the yard again, you know? With that, he ignored everyone who stood there stunned and went straight back to the infirmary.

Zhang Dongbei said with a black line: "Doctor, my injury doesn't seem to be as serious as you said, do you want to be so angry?" ”

The attending doctor calmed down and said, "You'd better shut up for me now, you're a seriously injured patient now, so it's not appropriate to speak." Ignoring Zhang Dongdong's white eyes, he began to clean up the shrapnel for Zhang Dongbei again.

Time passed little by little, and the fragmented shrapnel in Zhang Dongdong's body was also cleaned up little by little, I don't know how long it has been, as if it was a century, and the nurse standing next to him has wiped the sweat for the attending doctor I don't know how many times. It can be seen that his expression is very nervous, even more nervous than Zhang Dongbei himself.

And at this moment, the voice of a person sounded outside the infirmary again, only this time it was no longer a woman's voice, but a man's voice: "How's the situation inside?" ”

"Report to the chief, Doctor Feng is doing his best to treat Brigade Commander Zhang, as for what is going on inside, we don't know." One of the guards said.

Hearing that the chief had come to the infirmary again, the attending doctor Feng Yuhan's expression became even more nervous, this was the third time that the division commander had come today. He made himself a military order before the operation, and if Zhang Dongbei could not be cured, then his little life would not be saved.

"Well, I know, this is Mr. Hehune, a well-known surgeon in the Soviet Union, who just came to our 129th Division, and I remembered that Zhang Dongbei was seriously injured and was undergoing surgery, so I asked him to come and have a look. Let's go inside. When Liu Bocheng's voice sounded again, Feng Yuhan and Zhang Dongbei in the infirmary were stunned, but what they thought in their hearts was completely different, what Feng Yuhan was thinking about was that a foreign expert came, which means that he didn't have to treat Zhang Dongbei anymore, so his life would not be in danger. And what Zhang Dongbei thought in his heart was that Hei Hunt, a surgical expert, didn't know what the relationship between this guy and Bethune was.

"Yes, Chief. You please come in. As the voice of the guards landed, two people came in the infirmary after a while, one was wearing a military uniform of the Eighth Route Army, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his dignity was not lost in his elegant temperament, it was Liu Bocheng, the commander of the 129th Division. The other is a red-haired and blue-eyed foreigner who is almost 1.9 meters tall, but has a baby face, and his face is covered with stubble, which seems to be the Soviet surgeon Hahune mentioned by Liu Bocheng.

As soon as Liu Bocheng walked into the infirmary, he introduced the identity and intention of Hehune to Feng Yuhan, and when he heard that Hehune would take over Zhang Dongbei's surgery next, Feng Yuhan was so excited that he almost didn't rush up to give this gringo a super friendly hug.

Hei Wun walked in front of Zhang Dongbei, looked at the horrific wound on Zhang Dongdong's abdomen, and then turned Zhang Dongbei over and over for a whole body examination, and then asked Zhang Dongbei to stick out his tongue and close his eyes, and tossed Zhang Dongbei all the time, and looked directly at Liu Bocheng and Feng Yuhan who were standing on the side, as well as a nurse, who were stunned and frightened.

After some investigation, Hehune smiled: "This person's injuries are not as serious as you think, his body is very normal, and there is no phenomenon of life failure, although there is excessive blood loss, but it will not affect his surname." ”

Liu Bocheng was surprised: "Mr. Hewlone, you mean that his injuries can be cured, and he doesn't have to worry about his life, right?" But his wound looked so horrible, how could it not be life-threatening? ”

Hehune raised his hand and flicked the hair on the side of his head, and then smiled with a respectful smile: "Dear Your Excellency the Eighth Route Army, please trust my judgment, I am an expert in surgery. Although his wounds looked so scary, his vital signs were not affected much. This can be said to be a miracle, and I can't explain why this happened for a while. But please trust my professional judgment. After saying that, he flicked his red hair again, and then showed an extremely warm smile.

Everyone in the infirmary couldn't help but shiver, and a layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared on their bodies, and everyone looked at Black Bethune like a monster, and said in their hearts: This Soviet man is so terrible.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Black Bethune suddenly felt shy, and then writhed: "Oh, Chinese friends, don't you stare at me with such fiery eyes." I'm shy. ”

It was so funny that such a tall and mighty man would make such a twisting gesture that he almost didn't let everyone vomit the overnight meal.

Everyone once again exclaimed in their hearts: this Soviet man was really terrible.