The middle-aged man carried Long Zhongtian back to his thatched house, which is a relatively hidden island, located in the sea, it is almost difficult to find the location of this island without sailing experience, and no one knows what the name of this island is, there is nothing special about this island, and there is no special scenery, no matter how ordinary, even the residents here do not know what the name of this island is, the only thing that the villagers remember here is their home, the home where they have lived for generations.

There are more than a dozen villages scattered across the island, and the villages are composed of thatched huts, surrounded by fenced courtyards, and the middle-aged people's homes are like this, in the same courtyard of this village, with three thatched huts as the main hall, one on the left and one on the right, a guest room on the right, and a kitchen house on the left. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After the middle-aged man carried Long Zhongtian and ran into the house, he ran directly to the bedroom where he was in the main house, and carefully put Long Zhongtian on the bed.

The middle-aged man lifted Long Zhongtian's shirt little by little, looking at the bloodstained shirt, it was hard for him to imagine what a tragic battle the young colonel officer in front of him had experienced.

When Long Zhongtian's blood-stained shirt was taken off, the middle-aged man was horrified in his heart: "Japanese katana, what a deep wound." "The five or six deep wounds on Long Zhongtian's chest were shocking, and the length of the wound could be completely seen as a knife blade, crisscrossing dozens of centimeters long, not only that, but a wound directly pierced in the abdomen.

The middle-aged man could see that this was a sharp weapon x the wound left by entering the abdomen: "It's unimaginable that such a serious injury can still be alive." The middle-aged man who was close to Long Zhongtian could hear Long Zhongtian's faint breathing, and a strong admiration grew in the middle-aged man's heart.

The middle-aged man carefully helped Long Zhongtian's body to turn over, and when Long Zhongtian's back appeared in front of his eyes, the middle-aged man gasped in shock: "This ......" eyes widened, at this moment in the middle-aged man's heart was not just as simple as admiration, he was completely impressed by the young man in front of him.

A huge wound of more than 30 centimeters from a centipede penetrated deep into the bones, it can be said that no part of Long Zhongtian's entire body was good, and he completely lost the complexion of a normal person, Long Zhongtian's face was blue, and in the eyes of middle-aged people, there was a possibility of losing his life at any time.

"What has kept him up to now, is it because of the honor of the soldiers?". The middle-aged man's vision began to blur, and the dragon in front of him made his eyes hot, at this moment he didn't know what else to say, what else to think, and now he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

"Uncle Li, my father found a comatose person by my family's fishing boat, and he was seriously injured in the situation, and my father asked me to invite you over." Xi'er soon ran to the next village, where there was a lone langzhong, and the house of this langzhong wafted with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

"What? Fast! Li Langzhong hurriedly packed the medicine box, in his heart, the patient is the most important, although it sounded very simple in Xi'er's mouth, but Li Langzhong didn't think so, saving people was like fighting a fire, and rushed to the middle-aged man's village first.

"Hold on, believe you can!" The middle-aged man said to the unconscious Long Zhongtian, he didn't know what it felt like at this moment, only one thought The young officer in front of him couldn't die, he definitely couldn't die, this was the roar in the middle-aged man's heart.

The middle-aged man was anxious to hear footsteps, the footsteps were very urgent, and at this moment the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth showed a smile: "Finally, finally here." ”

"Huzi School, what about the people?" Li Langzhong stepped into the main house and immediately shouted anxiously, and the middle-aged man immediately greeted him: "Li Langzhong, here." ”

Li Langzhong pushed the middle-aged man away with one hand, and suddenly, Li Langzhong's footsteps paused, and he looked at Long Zhongtian who was lying on the bed in shock: "This ......"

However, Li Langzhong quickly woke up from the shock, and immediately checked Long Zhongtian's injuries, the more he checked, the more frightened he became, and Li Langzhong stood up with a sigh for a long time.

"How? There is no salvation! Hu Zixiao looked at Li Langzhong with blank eyes, and the sigh just now made his heart tighten.

"The pulse is stronger than that of ordinary people, his breathing is weak, his body is very strong, and an ordinary person with such an injury ten times is not enough to die." With an unconcealed exclamation in Li Langzhong's words, the person in front of him was too strong in vitality.

"There is no danger to his life at the moment, but if the wound is infected, it may not be necessarily, and it will even kill him, fortunately, his body is strong enough, and it is all skin trauma that does not hurt the muscles and bones, Xi'er!" Li Langzhong shouted.

"I'll prescribe a prescription for you, go to Uncle's house to get the medicine, and ask the pillar to bring Uncle's Western medicine box." Li Langzhong instructed, and the prescription was quickly written in his hand and handed to Xi'er.

"Hmm!" Xi'er took the prescription and turned her head to look at Long Zhongtian on her father's bed, looking at the wounds on Long Zhongtian's body, her heart trembled, and she didn't stop and ran towards the village where Li Langzhong was.

In a moment, a young man with a big bag and a medicine box rushed over, panting, he knew his father's temper, if he saved people, if he was late, he would probably have to kneel in the lobby for a day after he went back.

"Aspirin" was injected into Long Zhongtian's ass by Li Langzhong with a needle, and after Li Langzhong did all this, he immediately trembled and opened the medicine box brought by his son, took out alcohol and gave Long Zhongtian to carefully treat the wound, thread the needle and lead, and suture the wound for seven or eight hours.

Li Langzhong sat on the chair with a pale face, and his whole body was soaked with sweat because of his concentration during the treatment, and he was deeply relieved at this moment: "Okay, just wait for the stitches to be removed after recovery." ”

The middle-aged man (Hu Zixiao) held a bowl of warm water in front of Li Langzhong, Li Langzhong's fingers trembled and took a sip, slowly closed his eyes, and the overwork made him fall into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until three or four hours that Xi'er had already prepared a hot meal and brought it to the dining table, and the fragrance spread so that Li Langzhong woke up from exhaustion, and at this moment, Long Zhongtian also opened his eyes slightly, and at the same time there was a gurgling sound.

"Oh? You're awake, wait and let Xi'er bring you the food. Li Langzhong's face bloomed with a smile, for a doctor to be able to cure a patient, there will be that sense of satisfaction.

Long Zhongtian's eyes were hollow, his eyes were straight and would not move, and there was a trace of doubt for a moment, and he looked at Li Langzhong in a daze, and wanted to get up, and the heart-rending pain made Long Zhongtian grin.

"Don't move, you're seriously injured and can only lie down!" Li Langzhong said eagerly.

"Who are you, who am I, what is this place, how can I get hurt, I'm hungry." Long Zhongtian's eyes became more and more confused, his brain was blank, and even the slightest impression of the past no longer existed.