In the darkness, a few wild footsteps accompanied by the panicked sound of scraping branches and leaves, towards the east of the woods, the surviving devils rushed through the vicinity of the ninth class in the dark, and successfully broke through.

"Damn, it's a step slower...... Is Hu Zazi dead?" asked Gao Yidao in the trench behind the ridge.

Hu Yi sat up from the ground and replied lightly: "I'm sorry to disappoint you!"

"Hurry up and clean up the trench! Hurry up!" Gao Yidao said, and the second company in the trench behind the ridge began to get busy on the spot. The corpses of devils all over the trenches made Gao Yidao depressed, and he didn't bother to care about the situation of the ninth class at all, and it was a big deal to grab the loot first.

"Ma Liang, how are you?" asked Hu Yi, who was sitting in the dark.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. ”

"Now you go and pay attention to the east, and watch out for those devils coming back with black guns. ”

"Yes. Maleonn fumbled and tugged at the straps of his fallen rifle, got up and ran out into the woods for a short time to prick up his ears.

"Girl, are you alright?"

"I'm fine. ”

"Runny nose. ”

"Uh...... Yes. ”

"Fool. ”

"Yes. ”

"Mules. ”

There was a sound of falling earth at the entrance of the trench, accompanied by Luo Fugui's answer: "Yes." ”

"You jumped into the ditch?"

"Ahh That's not ...... To dodge grenades. ”

“......”

Hu Yi was speechless, this rammer was to dodge grenades, and he didn't even care which direction the enemy came from, his spirit was commendable, and his blind shot with a shell gun didn't accidentally hurt him, which really burned high incense.

Luo Fugui arrived at Hu Yi's side, Wu Shishi also turned over a bush to Hu Yi's side, and Liu Jianqiang, who couldn't be seen, didn't move.

"Runny nose, what are you rubbing? cough ......"

"No, it's okay, my leg ...... It seems to ......"

"Mule, go see what's going on with this shit?"

Hu Yi felt that he had no strength in his body, and the hand holding the barge gun that had already been empty of bullets hung on the ground beside him, but he was unable to put the gun away again, and after sitting in the dark for a while, he began to feel the pain gradually coming.

After a while, Liu Jianqiang's low cry came from the darkness.

"Grandma's, this unlucky leg with a runny nose has been pierced!"

Hu Yi didn't hear what Luo Fugui was saying over there, his attention was drifting, and he felt as if a comfortable little hand was attached to his back, stroking his gradually numb back.

"Fox, why are you sweating so much?"

"Hmm. ”

Plop - the figure sitting on the ground finally fell.

Xiao Hongying was stunned, and then she felt that the wet little hands were sticky, and it was not sweat at all, but blood.

"Fox!-" A heart-rending cry of delicate sadness resounded through the dark night, overpowering the chaotic gunfire in the background.

......

After the previous period of sweeping, the division hospital gradually became idle, some of the wounded were discharged and returned, while the other part was buried forever in the cemetery on the hillside.

Zhou Wanping's hands are always idly copied in the pockets on both sides of the white coat, and the back of her head is always unkempt with a simple bun, because she has to be loose, a few strands of hair that fall out or warp or float, she is too lazy to comb, a pair of long legs will walk faster than others without taking much step, she walks through the courtyard in the sun, whether it is the nurse wounded, or the soldiers standing guard all smile or salute her.

Although she is a rare and noble doctor, she is not like a doctor at all, she is a maverick, but she is approachable, the wounded think she is like sunshine, the nurses think she is like a friend, everyone prefers to call her Sister Zhou rather than Doctor Zhou.

Zhou Wanping shook her shoulders and touched the door of the dean's office.

The director's surname is Chen, he is in his forties and looks like he is sixty, he was the only real doctor here before, and his wife was the head nurse in the hospital, which was first supported by the couple and his wife.

"Hehe, my Dr. Zhou, I don't know what day I will have to wait until I will be lucky enough to hear you knock on the door. ”

"Oh, forgot. Zhou Wanping hurriedly looked left and right and said, "To make you say that, I thought my sister-in-law was also here!"

Dean Chen smiled helplessly: "You didn't come to me to say this, did you?"

"Dean, did you mention my idea to the teacher?"

"I mentioned it, the division is thinking about it. ”

"What's there to think about? It's so far from the front line, and it's too late for many wounded to be sent here. ”

"Of course, it is good to build a field hospital forward, but there are only two doctors here now, so it is difficult. ”

"I can hold it up on my own. ”

Dean Chen looked at the confident Zhou Wanping and said with a smile: "I also support your idea, but this is not a simple matter, there are many problems involved, you can't carry a bag alone, and it will become a hospital, right? ”

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the gate.

Zhou Wanping looked back at the door, a large man covered in dust and blood, and a stocky little man who was also dirty, carrying a temporary stretcher made of branches and ropes, were exhaustingly rushing into the courtyard.

On the stretcher, there was a soldier who did not move, covered in blood, and his back, shoulders, arms, etc. were covered in several places with blood-soaked dirty gauze.

Immediately after him, a soldier with a dirty face ran in, with a satchel on his body, two rifles on his back, and a machine gun on his shoulder, sweating profusely and panting, as if he was too tired to speak.

Zhou Wanping was stunned on the spot, although the two soldiers were covered in mud and looked familiar.

At this time, a petite figure like a mud monkey finally staggered in, crying hoarsely: "Save the fox...... Where are you, Aunt Zhou...... Woo...... Save the fox...... Woo woo ...... "A pair of pigtails dangled sadly in the sun.

At this moment, Zhou Wanping knew who the person on the stretcher was.

......

Operating room.

The unresponsive wounded lay on the rudimentary operating table, his shirt and blood-stained gauze all cut and torn off, revealing a strong spine covered with various scars, and the two nurses hurriedly prepared for the operation.

Dean Chen, who was wearing a mask, carefully examined the wounds, and said to Chen Wanping, who was disinfecting her hands: "One upper left arm, one behind the right shoulder, three on the back, fragments, this should be caused by grenades." After a pause, he said: "The shrapnel that entered his back didn't seem to be as deep as he thought, so it wasn't fatal on the spot, and he may have carried something at the time." ”

Dean Chen is an old military doctor who has experience in the behavior and habits of soldiers, and as he expected, the sundries in the Japanese-style marching backpack that Hu Yi carried on his back have allowed Hu Yi to live to the present. However, he did not have much hope for the wounded man on the operating table, because in this case, even if the shrapnel was removed, he would die of inflammation and infection, and the hospital had long since run out of anti-inflammatory drugs, and the wounded were all dying.

Zhou Wanping looked at the surgical instruments handed to her by the nurse and said calmly, "Let's start." ”

......

Hu Yi felt that the light was very dazzling, so he had to raise his arm to block it, and gradually ...... Find yourself lying on a cloud.

I always thought that the clouds should be the softest place in the world, but now I don't feel comfortable. It turned out that the clouds were very hard, like stones floating in the sky, and they tingled in the back, so they had to turn over and lie on their stomachs.

I saw the fields below, covered with a sea of golden flowers, and even saw those flowers swaying.

A pair of ugly pigtails fluttered uninhibitedly, running through the sea of flowers, as if chasing the cloud.

"Girl, don't fall!"

"No, it won't. ”

"Why?"

"Because the wind doesn't fall!" the crisp sound of the field echoed through the clouds.

Finally relieved, the wind will not fall.

......

It was late at night.

Zhou Wanping gently walked into the low ward in the backyard, the oil lamp on the windowsill was like beans, and the light in the room was dim, this was the place where Hu Yi had stayed for two days last time, and now he was lying on his stomach on the broken hospital bed he once lay on. Only now, the three beds next to it are empty.

The little girl leaned crookedly on Hu Yi's side and fell asleep, she almost didn't close her eyes for two days, she stayed by Hu Yi's bedside, Zhou Wanping wanted to drag her to her dormitory to rest, but she couldn't resist this girl at all. It was the night of the third day, and she couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep.

Zhou Wanping picked up her petite body, gently placed it on the bed next to her, and covered her with a quilt.

"Girl, don't fall......" Hu Yi whispered.

Reach for his forehead, hot. Inflammation, high fever. He was going through what most of the people in this ward were going through, and then until he was being carried out as well.

"When will you be able to pay off my medical fees?" self-righteous guy!" Zhou Wanping asked Hu Yi, who was talking nonsense with a fever, and then took out a metal box from one of her pockets and opened it next to the bed.

Lift the quilt in the middle, reveal a large piece of sturdy ****, sterilize, and take out the syringe from the box. He glanced back at the darkness outside the window, listened carefully, and pulled an injection from the other pocket.

Penicillin!

There are no anti-inflammatory drugs in the hospital, which is not fake, but there are two penicillin in the hospital, one in the hands of President Chen and one in the hands of Zhou Wanping. These two anti-inflammatory drugs are life savers specially ordered by the organization to be distributed to the two doctors, and they are purely reserved for the use of the two doctors, and no one else is required to talk about them! The whole division is just these two doctors, how can the precious anti-inflammatory medicine be compared? There must be no accidents, if the doctors are gone, more wounded and sick will die.

A pair of beautiful hands steadily pulled open the syringe, drew in the medicine, and at the same time glanced at the face of the man in the dim light, and whispered: "This is for the girl's sake, you are cheap." ”

I folded the quilt again, packed up the utensils and just put them up, when there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Sister Zhou, why are you here?" Xiao Liu, the nurse who had just entered the door, was surprised.

"Uh...... It's okay, I can't sleep, come and see how the patient is doing. Zhou Wanping habitually put her hands into her bulging pockets, and the tall figure shook to the door unnaturally, and added: "In the second half of the night, you come to check a few more times, and once your body temperature changes, come and sue me." ”

"Hmm. ”

Watching the tall figure disappear into the night outside the door, nurse Xiao Liu sighed secretly, it seems that Dr. Zhou cares about this Hu Yi very much, she expects a miracle to happen, but the wounded who entered this ward ...... It's hard, it's hard......