"Comrade Su Mian, please say, we will do it." If Wu Feng was still doubting Su Mian's ability a few hours ago, now he chooses to believe her, thinking that he sees a kind of perseverance in Su Mian's eyes that only a soldier has.

"First, isolate all patients. Second, the patient's vomit and urine are buried deeply. Thirdly, from now on, stop eating raw and cold food, do not drink raw water, and heat all food. Fourth, pay attention to personal hygiene and wash your hands frequently. ”

Wu Feng wrote them down one by one.

"Instructor, you're finally back, Xiao Zhang's condition has deteriorated, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it." A little soldier weakly ran to Wu Feng's side, holding his stomach as he ran.

"Where, take me there." After Su Mian finished speaking, he followed the little soldier into the tent.

Xiao Zhang was one of the first 3 people to get sick, and when Su Mian walked in, Xiao Zhang was already confused, his arms were in front of his eyes, he was extremely photophobic, and his neck was straight, which was called rigidity in medicine.

Noroviruses are generally not fatal, but there are special cases.

Su Mian immediately examined Xiao Zhang, his condition was indeed more serious, and Su Mian gave him an infusion first to prevent him from further dehydration.

Su Mian checked several other young soldiers who were more seriously ill, and their conditions were basically the same, vomiting and diarrhea, accompanied by fever and headache.

After understanding the situation, Su Mian extracted the serum of the injured, and she wanted to further analyze their pathology.

After being busy all night, it was already more than six o'clock in the morning after all the patients were treated, Su Mian came out of the tent, and Su Jinlong also came out with the medicine box on his back.

"One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four." Loud shouts resounded throughout the station.

"It's amazing!" Su Jinlong's eyes immediately widened, and he saw a team of People's Liberation Army running in from outside the garrison with neat steps.

Wei Zhenhui strode over to Wu Feng and the platoon leader, "How is it, has the divine doctor been invited?" ”

Thinking of Su Mian, the platoon leader was still a little blushing and ashamed, "Company commander, are the girls in your hometown so smart?" ”

Wei Zhenhui was stunned, obviously not understanding what he meant.

Wu Feng knew the careful thinking of a platoon leader, this kid was 22 years old and wanted to marry a daughter-in-law, so he kicked him in the ass fiercely, "Stinky boy, the answer is not what you asked, you want your daughter-in-law to go crazy!" ”

Several platoon commanders next to him also coaxed, they had already heard that the divine doctor and the company commander were from the same village, and they were beautiful, and the little soldiers who had been sick by her looked at the beautiful divine doctor, and most of them were cured.

Wu Feng turned around just in time to see Su Mian coming out of the tent, this girl has been busy since last night, she can't take care of a mouthful of food, and she is not tired at all, this perseverance is no worse than their soldiers.

He pointed with his hand, "That girl is Su Mian, the divine doctor of Su." ”

Wei Zhenhui followed the direction of his finger and saw Su Mian in a white coat.

Xu is wearing cotton clothes and cotton pants, the white coat is tightly stretched outside, looking a little bloated, but the person inside the white coat is rare and beautiful.

With a goose egg face and round eyes, 18-year-old Su Mian is like a budding peony, as beautiful as a flame, so beautiful that it is moving.

Wei Zhenhui breathed heavily, only feeling that the person in front of him was somewhat familiar, but he didn't remember where he had seen it.

Su Mian also saw Wei Zhenhui who was more than ten meters away from her at this time, the man was tall, his eyes were resolute, and he was cold and sharp, just like when he first met.

Tears poured out uncontrollably, and there was a heart-wrenching pain in his heart, and through the mist, Su Mian could still see clearly that the man in front of him was really Wei Zhenhui.

Wei Zhenhui, what she saw at this time was the living Wei Zhenhui, the Wei Zhenhui within reach, the Wei Zhenhui she had complained about for 30 years, hated for 30 years, and loved for 30 years.