Regiment Commander Lu and political commissar left the health team and returned to the regiment headquarters.

The five seriously wounded were all sent by Wang Penglian's soldiers, three of whom were their own men, and the other two were Hu Yi and Ma Liang of the Independent Regiment. A soldier who came to see off the man followed the regimental commander and political commissar to the regimental headquarters and recounted what he knew.

“...... They bumped into each other in the fog of Kushui Creek, and there was a fierce fight, and then we went up from downstream, and we confirmed that it was the devil we were chasing, and twelve of them died, and the last few were missing, and we saw them thirty meters up, and we didn't know why they were there...... Later, a puppet army came up from downstream and exchanged fire with us, but the puppet soldiers had many guns and many guns, and in the fog where they couldn't see anything, the place couldn't be opened at all, and there was no way to hide, so we couldn't afford to fight, so the company commander took us west and retreated...... Chen Chong's injuries were the lightest, and he followed us back to Niujia Village, where Company Commander Hu and the two of them and our three seriously wounded were sent here. ”

Ding Deyi patted the soldier's shoulder: "Take your people to the cooking class to have a hot meal, I have asked them to prepare it for you, rest there directly after eating, and then go back after a good night's sleep." Go for it. ”

The bloodshot warrior stood up and saluted, turning to leave.

Standing by the window, looking at the snow outside, Ding Deyi's face was full of sorrow and he didn't speak again.

After a moment of silence, Regiment Leader Lu, who was sitting by the fire and roasting the fire, suddenly asked: "I really don't understand, why is your love going to be him? He should be the most headache for you, the political commissar!"

This question made Ding Deyi can't help but think, among these grassroots commanders, Hu Yi is the latest, the shortest contact time, and the most uneasy, who should be the 'key object of care' of the political commissar, why did he become the most favored?

In fact, the reason is very simple, because he is a person who attaches great importance to affection and righteousness, and affection and righteousness are two things and one thing, which can be summed up in one word, emotion! But this is something that Ding Deyi, as a political commissar, cannot express; what a political commissar must adhere to is reason and principle, which is precisely the opposite of affection and righteousness. It's like...... A person who will never cry is actually the one who wants to cry the most!

Seeing that Ding Deyi didn't speak for a long time, the regiment commander said again: "This kid is really capable of fighting, and he is capable enough! You have the same feelings as me, okay? Shouldn't you? Don't you talk to me every day with a broken book to get together like things? Then what does he have like you?"

"I ...... Likes to read, he ...... He is the most literate among the grassroots commanders, and of course I can't help but look at him more. Ding Deyi's answer is reasonable and reasonable, but it is not the real reason.

Commander Lu, who had more than IQ and insufficient emotional intelligence, did not hesitate to believe the answer given by the political commissar, and fiddled with the carbon in the stove with a tong, and said helplessly: "It seems that ...... You're going to lose your love!"

"I don't have a love general! Every soldier sacrifices is a loss!" kept looking at the snow outside the window, and after a while, Ding Deyi suddenly added: "Including him!"

......

She sat quietly behind her desk, with the mid-range rifle swinging horizontally on the table.

She stared distractedly at the Neutral Rifle, the temperature of which was as cold as her face.

On this snowy morning, half an hour ago, she was like a squirrel and timidly secretly unleashing the unknown side, until she saw him and came back silently in the white expanse.

For many years, she had not been like she had been half an hour before, secretly happy because of the snow, because of the mood, fantasizing that she was a squirrel, jumping and unburdened.

But God is so merciless! When she had just lit a little warm flame in her cold world, she used the snow to cover the flame with cold embers, and then cruelly trampled it into blood-colored mud!

Originally, it had been decided not to scold him again in the future. Although it may still be insincere.

Originally, it had been decided that I would give him a smile in the future. Although it may still be cold because of courage.

But now, all you can see is the merciless snow, which is blowing silently outside the window.

Her tears, too, began to fall silent, gradually blurring the positive rifle on the table.

The Zhongzheng rifle on the table was as cold as he was lying on a stretcher.

Dr. Zhou said that he could not get on the operating table, that he had lost too much blood and that he would die on the operating table.

Dr. Zhou said that there was no blood testing equipment, and she had no surgery. Blood transfusion is not for everyone, and a mismatch is murder.

Dr. Zhou said that it is also an opportunity if someone knows whether they have a certain blood type, but in this vast mountain, among these suffering soldiers, who can know what kind of blood they are, everyone only knows that blood is red. What is the blood type? Is there a difference? Before Dr. Zhou, there were more people who died of blood loss, but now with her, blood loss is still blood loss, and nothing can be changed.

She cried silently, facing the increasingly hazy Zhongzheng rifle, and made up her mind!

I am qualified to kill this devil, to end my suffering, and to end his suffering!

......

Zhou Wanping was washing her hands, her face was flushed, she raised her head and saw Su Qing who had just walked in, her face was more serious than usual, as if it was because of the weather, but her eyes were slightly red, it was unlikely that this was caused by the weather?

"Sister Zhou, I can give him a blood transfusion. ”

"What did you say?"

"I said I could give Hu Yi a blood transfusion. ”

This made Zhou Wanping stunned, her hands were still dripping with blood red mixed with water, and she forgot to wipe it: "You...... Do you know your blood type?"

Su Qing replied solemnly and earnestly: "In the past...... When I was working in Shanghai, I used to go to the hospital and the doctor said my blood was ...... Type...... Like you said, it's the kind that you can lose to others. ”

"You say you're blood type O?"

"Yes, that's how it should be. ”

This made Zhou Wanping frown, and looked at Su Qing from top to bottom: "But you...... Traumatized?"

"I ...... I wasn't hurt, I was ...... at the time It is a comrade who is injured and needs help. ”

"And when you just came...... Why not?"

"I ...... That's when I remembered it. ”

"Are you sure you are?" This kind of thing must be cautious and cautious, Su Qing is from a big city, has seen the world, and is educated, although her answer makes Zhou Wanping feel a little vague, but her seriousness and her background make Zhou Wanping prefer to believe in this only opportunity!

"I'm sure!" the final answer was categorical.

Zhou Wanping suddenly shouted: "Sunflower, go and prepare for the operation! Xiaohong, go and bring the tray over! Carry Hu Yi over now!" Then she grabbed Su Qing's sleeve tightly, as if she was afraid that she would regret it, and dragged her towards the operating room, without looking back and said: "Maybe it's not enough, I'll do my best, see his life!"

......

Actually, Su Qing didn't know what blood type she was at all.

This stubborn stupid woman trampled on her life because of fate, so she decided to return the knife of fate, she wanted to be the executioner of fate, dominate the fate of that deserter, and draw an end for him with her own hands.

A woman's madness is the most terrible. Who said this? I guess the person who said this is dead......