Mei Chunhua also learned later that they were facing a wing of devils that night, with more than 300 brothers and more than 200 people, they were able to hold out for most of the night, which was completely beyond expectations; He also regretted very much that he did not ask for help in advance, and when he wanted to retreat, the division headquarters and the army headquarters had not allowed him to retreat.

Feng Ye returned to the hospital with a stack of commendation orders, and as he expected, Min Fei, Wang Ning, and Zhang Chuan were all promoted to captain company commanders, and even the four veterans were promoted to second lieutenants.

In order to ensure that there will be no inflammation, the nurse will clean him with salt water and alcohol every day, salt water will clean the wound periphery, alcohol will be applied directly to the wound, alcohol penetrates into the wound along the suture thread, and the pain is very clear.

"It's not bad, there is no inflammation, the wound is almost healed, don't have strenuous movements recently, endure it for a few more days, and you can remove the stitches!"

The nurse looked at the frowning Feng Ng, there were only five wounds without stitches removed, and those small wounds had fallen off, leaving ugly scars, and the newly grown skin with various colors was all over Feng Ng's body.

"How many days are left to remove the stitches?"

Feng asked.

"Three days should be about the same."

The doctor on the side looked at it, and from the scars on this officer's body, it can be known that he has experienced what kind of brutal battles he has experienced and survived, in addition to his luck, it should be more that this officer knows how to avoid the vital point, which shows that this officer is a very heroic and good warrior.

"Thank you!"

After bandaging the gauze again, Feng Yi put on his clothes and pants, and he was still thinking about sending telegrams.

In fact, he didn't want to use the brigade radio, which was originally illegal; Xiushui has a telegraph office, but he is now injured and can't ride a horse or walk for a long time, so he chose to give it a try and asked Mei Chunhua for instructions; Fortunately, Mei Chunhua approved.

"Counselor Wang, thank you!"

Walking back into the brigade headquarters, Feng Ye saw the waiting staff officer, and Feng Ye handed over a pack of cigarettes to express his gratitude.

"Put it away, it's all brothers, do this!"

Staff Officer Wang pushed away the cigarette handed over by Feng Yi, and a smile was on his face.

"Counselor Wang, this ......"

Feng Yi was in the same place, he thought that Staff Officer Wang disliked the lack of gifts and refused to help, this kind of thing, he knew, although the brigade commander agreed, but the communications staff officer had to deal with it here, otherwise it would be easy to annoy.

"That night, without you and the brothers, let alone me, I am afraid that the brigade commander would have died there; What should I thank you for your life-saving grace? Come with me! ”

Staff Officer Wang pointed at Feng Ye and said that he had no problem here.

"It's luck to survive, I ......"

Feng Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Hehe, maybe most people will think it was luck, but everyone who survived knew that without your command, we would not have been able to hold out that night when reinforcements arrived; Against a joint devil, maybe we can't hold out for even two rounds, and you, hold on all night. ”

Counselor Wang shook his head as he spoke.

"The brigade radio station is not busy right now, you have to come to me directly, huh?"

Staff Officer Wang turned around and said as he walked, but after taking two steps, he found that Feng Ye was still in place, and made a puzzled sound.

"Battalion Commander Feng, do you still need it?"

Staff Officer Wang reminded Feng Yi.

"Oh, let's go!"

Feng Ye nodded and followed Staff Officer Wang into the communication room.

"Sit casually, post anything, write it down, and you can wait here."

Pointing to the wooden table outside the communication room, Staff Officer Wang pointed that Feng Yi was not qualified to enter the communication room.

"Done!"

Feng Yi grabbed the pencil on the table, wrote a few words, and handed them to Staff Officer Wang.

"Goo-goo-goo......"

"Drink water!"

Taking advantage of this time, Staff Officer Wang poured a glass of white water for Feng Ng, then picked up the paper written by Feng Ng, and entered the communication room.

Feng Ye didn't write anything, saying that he was all right, so that his parents should not worry, and then greeted his parents' health and grandfather's health, etc.

Yangcheng, after the autumn equinox, the weather has become cooler, the cold dew is coming, after noon, the elderly and children need to put on coats, the autumn wind with cold, constantly plundering the residual heat of summer.

Since the Battle of Wuhan, the Guangdong-Hanzhou Railway has become more and more busy, and various materials purchased from abroad have entered the battlefield through the port of Guangzhou, and Guangzhou has now become one of the few ports that can import materials.

Feng Mansion Owner's House, Feng Fushun and his wife are back again, not for anything else, because the old man is critically ill, and he must come to fulfill his obligation to be a son.

"Whew!"

The busy steamed bun sweaty doctor put away the silver needle and let out a sigh of relief.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

The old lady on the side asked anxiously.

"Master Feng, he'...... Ay! ”

The doctor shook his head and let out a long sigh, which made Feng Fushun and the old lady's hearts sink to the bottom.

"Let's just say it! How many days do I have left? ”

The weak business on the bed sounded, and Old Man Feng woke up again.

"Dad, are you awake? It's okay, it's okay, you're okay! ”

Feng Fushun hurriedly came to the side of the bed and comforted his father.

"I know my body, say it!"

Old Man Feng's weak voice was full of nostalgia for this world, but he knew that maybe time was really running out, and his own body, he knew very well that at least half of the month had been spent in a coma.

"The longest is three months, the shortest is three or five days."

The doctor shook his head, he really couldn't do anything, the old man Feng in his last years had been hanging on the bed for almost two years, if it weren't for all kinds of good medicines, I'm afraid he would have gone a long time ago.

"Doctor, you have to think of a way, think of a way!"

Looking at the doctor in front of him, Feng Fushun said anxiously.

"Young Master, there's really no way, the master is terminally ill, and the power of the medicine stone can't be absorbed at all; There is really nothing that can be done about it. ”

The doctor shook his head, he had been sick for Master Feng for more than ten years, of course he knew the old man's physical condition, in the past two months, the old man Feng who was lying on the bed had been deformed, his eyes were deep-set, his face was like dirt, he said that he could live for three months, it was a complete lie, and even he didn't believe it.

"Butler, butler......"

A person stood at the door, constantly calling this Fu Bo, since Feng Fushun left the main house, the telegraph room was under the management of Fu Shun.

"What's wrong? Didn't it tell you not to bother if there was no big event? ”

Fauber stepped out and reprimanded the man with the telegram.

"It's a telegram ...... Zhaozhang"

The man's lips squirmed, if it weren't for Forbert's special explanation that the telegram with Zhaozhang must be reported as soon as possible, he wouldn't have come to make up this boring at this time.

"Don't say it sooner, give it to me!"

Fauber grabbed the telegram from the man's hand, didn't have time to read it, and walked in directly, but he knew how many times the old man had called out to his eldest grandson in a coma.