Within four hours, Vukinskaya did not rest, performing a record seven difficult surgeries, and the entire medical team successfully rescued a total of 19 wounded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 InfoUnfortunately, two more wounded people died on the operating table, which made the doctors and nurses hide a trace of regret and guilt in their hearts - if it was in normal times, those two fighters would probably survive!

After the last operation, there were no more waiting wounded people in the waiting area, and Vuginskaya was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Fecochinona helped her take off her bloodstained surgical gown - there was no time to change it just now, which was not possible or allowed in normal times.

After washing his hands, he saw Nova (Fecochinona's nickname) bring a glass of water to herself, smiled slightly, took two sips and put it on the desk. "Go and see what the wounded are doing."

The warehouse next door was already a large sterilized ward, with four rows of beds, and several nurses sent by the hospital were watching over the wounded, and Vuginskaya took the folder containing the medical records and Fikochinona to check them one by one, reminding the young nurses of the places that needed special attention.

Several of the wounded had already woken up, groaning from the intense pain, and the arrival of the medic calmed their hearts.

"Comrade Ivan, if you can recover, you must be obedient and cooperate with the work of Comrade Nurse."

This is a young soldier who lost his legs, only 19 years old, and when his legs were sent like a pile of rotten meat, Vuginskaya had to sawed off both of the soldier's legs in order to save his life. When he woke up and found that his leg was gone, he couldn't accept it for a while, and he was a little emotional.

Young Ivan didn't want to talk to anyone else, but when he saw Vukinskaya walking up to him, he tried not to think about the severe pain, but saluted the military doctor on the bed with his right hand, which he could still move, "Hello, Comrade Vukinskaya. Thank you and the other doctors and nurses. ”

Touching the face of the young warrior, Ivan calmed down: it was like a mother soothing herself. Pictures of the beautiful military doctor, deputy commander and wife appeared more than once in various newspapers and pictorial magazines, because they were model Soviet couples (Stalin's propaganda, although he did not expect the "daughter-in-law" to become the "mother of the fatherland". ）。

The demands of the fighters are very low, as long as they serve the motherland, they will not hesitate to sacrifice their own lives: now it is the wife of the deputy commander who is comforting and treating herself, what is there to dissatisfaction with?! This is the loveliest warrior, a fighter who can give everything for the Motherland!

Vuginskaya did not want to say that the Soviets would not leave disabled soldiers without support, that was the husband's responsibility, and that it was Andrei's right - the husband had been working hard to improve the treatment of the disabled soldiers and the families of the martyrs, and that the soldiers should understand that these people who had paid for the Motherland would not be wronged, but it was not appropriate to say it now.

The warriors who had woken up were saluting the wife of the deputy commander-in-chief, which made Vukinskaya and the people around him feel his husband's prestige in the army again - Marshal Puzhan Yakov was the god of war in the hearts of the soldiers!

The lieutenant who picked them up from Vukinskaya to the hospital walked quickly into the ward, and could see that he was in a hurry, and there was something important. Vuginskaya motioned to go outside and said not to disturb the wounded.

"Comrade Colonel, another plane transporting the wounded has landed, seven seriously wounded, and will arrive in a moment. The other 6 will be in charge of the original surgeon of the hospital, and the director hopes that you and your medical team can collectively perform a major operation with a compound injury throughout the body. ”

The dean did not come, not because he thought that a lieutenant stationed in the hospital in charge of coordination would be enough to show enough respect to the specialists in Moscow, but because the dean was also a surgeon, and he was going to perform the last operation on the wounded who had been sent in the last batch.

"We prepared immediately. Nova informs Gregory and Dr. Carlos that she is ready to perform a combined surgery for a combined combination of injuries from the whole body, in operating room 1. ”

Walking back to the preparation room, Dr. Gregory, who was nearly fifty years old, also walked in: "What's the situation?" ”

Dr. Gregory and Carlos were both old friends of Lin Jun: Gregory was a medic for the Soviet Union's 1st Fighter Group in Spain. Carlos, who was a doctor at the airport clinic in Madrid at the time, went to the Soviet Union like many Spaniards after the defeat of the republic. Lin Jun did not forget the two old friends, so he transferred both to his wife's hospital - excellent surgeons are in demand everywhere.

The "old saying" does not mean that there are two kinds of people in this world who can live anywhere: a submarine or a surgeon's technique.

"Shell fragmentation combined injuries, there should also be crush injuries, head, torso and limbs, low pressure 30 on the plane, now the situation may be worse, 5 minutes later. I'm in charge of the head, and you and Dr. Carlos choose the same. Carlos also came in to disinfect, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he took the initiative to say: "I will be in charge of the limbs, Dr. Grigory has more experience in thoracic surgery than me, and if the situation allows, I will be Grigory's assistant." ”

Major General Kondrusev, commander of the 22nd Mechanized Army of the Southwestern Front, was in battle with the superior mechanized units of the German army, and the command headquarters was hit with large-caliber shells, and when the guards dug the commander out of the rubble, his whole person was like a broken sack!

The military doctor at the field clinic could not perform such a complex operation (the military hospital would still be 200 kilometers away!). The front-line clinic is okay to deal with ordinary war wounds, such an operation is not sure at all! Immediately after emergency treatment, he was taken by plane to Brest, the nearest to the north, but in the air, Brest was not at all sure that such an operation could be performed, and if the situation permitted, he would be taken to a large hospital in the rear.

It was already farther away from Kyiv, and the pilot flew straight to Minsk - Comrade Major General was quite stable, but after almost two hours of flight, the situation was getting worse and worse!

The major general's entire face was wrapped in blood-stained gauze, his body was covered with bandages, and his blood pressure couldn't be lower! Blood bags kept pumping blood into Kondrushev's body, and time was everything now.

Solve those fatal wounds first, and the shrapnel embedded in the bones can survive this hurdle! In this case, it is impossible to completely solve the problem with a single operation. After tending to the wounds on his limbs, Carlos worked as Gregory's assistant, removing shrapnel after shrapnel from the Major General's body, leaving the operating room filled with only the crossing of surgical instruments, short passwords, and the cooing of oxygen cylinder decompression gauges.

Vuginskaya gave the major general a craniotomy - he not only had obvious trauma to his forebrain, but also suffered a severe blow, and such an unconscious was presumably due to congestion in the brain, which caused the cranial pressure to be too high, and the congestion had to be eliminated and decompressed.

She was right in her judgment and made the right bet.

The nurses kept wiping the sweat from the doctor's forehead, and the operation lasted for three hours, and when Carlos finished stitching up the last wound, the three experienced military doctors and several nurses were about to collapse as if they had fought a battle!

"Alright, it's up to him now." Vuginskaya left the operating table, and the nurses, at the signal of Carlos, made the final arrangements and sent Comrade General to the ward.

"Superior care, reporting to the doctor on duty every half hour."

After washing his hands and filling out the surgical records, he went to the ward again to observe the condition of the wounded, and saw that Grigory was examining Kondrusev.

"Comrade Colonel, no new wounded were sent. I wanted to make a shift schedule and divide it into three shifts of 8 hours each if there was no surgery. My group is on the first shift, and below is Dr. Carlos, and you're on the third shift. ”

"Then it's hard for you and your comrades, and in four hours you will change Carlos, and you and the nurses will also need to rest." Vuginskaya agreed with Gregory's suggestion and understood her concern. Doctors are also human beings, not ironclad, and reasonable scheduling can work better. ”

The hospital had prepared a resting place for Vukinskaya, right next to them. After checking on the wounded, they went to their own cubicle, collapsed on a blanket-covered marching bed, and soon fell asleep.

As a military doctor, Vukinskaya has not yet performed such a dense and high-intensity operation, and it is difficult for her. In Moscow, a few difficult surgeries a month are very different from the arrangement of war-wounded surgeries, but the "old" Grigory and Carlos are able to adapt to this rhythm - they are both tried and tested field doctors.

History has once again made a small change here - Major General Kondruschev was one of the first high-ranking officers of the Red Army to die on the front line of the Great Patriotic War in "history", but judging from the current situation, it is very likely that Vukinskaya and the members of the medical team will rescue Comrade Major General from the condition of "serious injuries and incurable" and take back the general's life from the hands of death!

In a daze, she seemed to see herself playing in Zhukov's garden with her husband and sons, and seemed to see her husband smiling at himself again. I woke up in a daze and found that someone had covered myself with a blanket again, it was Nova.

"How long did I sleep?"

"It's only been a while, and I see you're asleep, so."

"Miss your Fekochinov? Silly boy, come, lie down and sleep with me. Vuginskaya has always treated Nova as a child and a sister, and the two of them huddled together in the same bed and fell asleep.

(People are tired today, rest tomorrow, 9000.) )