In the blink of an eye, it was already half a month later.

Gu Ming's injuries have also healed most of them.

Now, although it is still a little difficult to get out of bed and walk, he is still recovering well, and when he is usually fine, he takes a copy of the "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" to read.

Supplement with some basic medical knowledge.

It was Qiu Ran, the nurse in charge of this ward, who didn't seem to be very happy.

Gu Ming would occasionally see this young nurse secretly wiping away tears, and it seemed that she should have been bullied a lot.

A while ago, I saw her being pulled out by a middle-aged doctor in a white coat to give a lecture, and I don't know what she said.

Since then, the grumpy little nurse has not known where to go, and instead of taking care of the patients in this ward, she has been replaced by an elderly aunt.

On this day, Gu Ming was still lying on the bed and looking at the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" in his hand.

The room was silent, except for the sound of even breathing.

During these days, some of the wounded fighters were discharged from the hospital standing, and some were carried out and headed straight to the incinerator.

Gu Ming was no longer surprised, he couldn't make a little wave in his heart, and his fingers kept turning the thin pages, making a noise.

"Damn, I'll just say that this letter ball is not dead, hey you still don't believe it, it's just right, he's going to die, and my artillery company doesn't know who to ask for."

A babbling voice came through, and the wounded in the ward were all breathing, and they stretched their necks one by one to look out.

For a long time in this ward, there was only the sound of wailing and the hurried footsteps of nurses and doctors back and forth.

Gu Ming put down the book.

He knew who was coming, and he was not surprised at all, and even wondered why his head had taken so long to come.

A large, black-necked head emerged from behind the curtain painted with a red cross.

The man had his hands behind his back, and his eyes swept like a devil's searchlight, nailing him to one of the wounded and refusing to let go.

Li Yunlong said "yo he", as if he had seen something strange, and said with a single mouth: "Lao Tzu's second battalion commander has also read a book, should you have forgotten that you are illiterate?" ”

"Lao Tzu, take a look, my brain hasn't been hit by a cannonball."

Saying that, Li Yunlong really came over, and a big hand full of calluses went straight towards Gu Ming's brain.

Gu Ming's head was tilted, his hands were full of calluses, and he was also hurt if he was not injured.

He stood up and gave a standard military salute: "Hello regimental commander!" ”

"Okay." Li Yunlong looked at it with his hands behind his back, and nodded with satisfaction: "I still recognize me as the head of the regiment, and there are no missing parts on my body, your kid's life is hard enough, and five hundred devils can't keep you." ”

Seeing that Gu Ming was still a little difficult to stand up, Li Yunlong pressed Gu Ming's shoulder again and asked him to sit down.

"You are a wounded, now take care of your injuries first, but you have to remember, you kid owes Lao Tzu an artillery company, and sooner or later you have to return it to Lao Tzu, otherwise you will come to see you."

"Yes!" Gu Ming replied very loudly and confidently.

It's not that hard at all.

He has something here that ten artillery companies can't reach, and any one of them is a terrible thing.

Let's just say that this "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook", if it can be promoted, it can reduce at least 30% of casualties, which is much more valuable than an artillery battalion.

"What the hell you see?"

Li Yunlong glanced at the small book with a red cover, and he didn't know what was written on it, and thought it was a messy book, so he snapped and fell to the table.

"You said that you are a soldier, what is the use of looking at these messes without looking at the art of war."

"Although our Lao Li is not a cultural person, he knows more words than you, Lao Tzu has not read, what kind of elegance do you pretend."

Gu Ming explained: "...... Captain, this is a barefoot doctor's manual. ”

Li Yunlong also ignored these.

In his consciousness, Gu Ming is a coarser old man than himself, if he wants to be able to read, the sun has to rise from the west.

"Okay, let's talk about it, how did you crawl out of the pile of dead people......" Li Yunlong sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, and before he could sit down, he heard a whistling sound outside.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Outside the door, a group of people suddenly walked in, carrying a legless warrior on a stretcher, only a simple bandage, and the blood still flowed uncontrollably from the wound.

The warrior's chest heaved slightly, his eyes were closed, and he should have passed out.

This was not over, and then another stretcher was carried in, and seeing that there was no bed, the two nurses, who were covered in blood, had to put the stretcher outside first.

It didn't take long for the wounded soldiers to be filled outside, and their injuries were fresh, most of them were large wounds from artillery shells, which were simply treated by the hygienists in various departments, but such a large area of wounds could not be treated at all on the front line, and they had to be sent to the hospital.

But the hospital is just as worried.

One is that there are not enough beds, which is a trivial matter.

After all, there are always difficulties in the revolution, and when we encounter difficulties, we must rise to the occasion in the face of difficulties, and the big guys have long been ready to dedicate themselves to the revolutionary cause.

But it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

The supporting facilities of the field hospital could not keep up, and the original conditions could only accommodate 100 wounded, but now it is almost close to 200 people, which has long exceeded the scope of accommodation.

There is no bed to lie on the floor, but there is no medicine that cannot be conjured out of thin air.

Penicillin, in particular, is an antibiotic.

If the soldier's wounds continue to deteriorate, the next result is obvious, and there is no need to pull the field hospital to the hospital, just throw it next door for cremation.

The doctors and nurses were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, jumping up and down.

Li Yunlong and the two guards simply became a mess, and the two of them were very obstructive here, and they were driven out by the nurses.

Looking at the wounded people who kept coming in, Li Yunlong looked a little familiar, and when he looked at the number of the unit written on his chest, his eyes lit up, and then he knew why he looked familiar.

Isn't this Cheng Blind's troops?

The 772 Regiment is a regiment-level establishment, which belongs to the regular battle sequence of the National Army and is a subordinate unit of the 118 Group Army.

Li Yunlong was very envious of this unit.

The new regiment lacks a rifle bullet, and I have to go to the logistics department with a thick old face to ask others, and people will give you some if they have a good temper, and tell you to get out of the way if they have a bad temper.

The 772 regiment is different, people are regular establishments, they are raised by their own mothers, although they also lack everything, but as long as people open their mouths, the logistics department has to give priority to guarantee, where is it like calling Hanako, and they have to beg others.

Why did this blind man bend his waist and make such a big casualty.

Looking at this appearance, he was ruthlessly attacked by devils.

Li Yunlong keenly sniffed out a strange smell from it.

Since the anti-Japanese war troops in the northwest of Shanxi Province fully entered the travelogue tactics of breaking into pieces, it is rare for them to suffer such large-scale casualties.

The second battalion was completely wiped out, and only one lone seedling was left, and the vitality of the new regiment was greatly damaged.

Now Cheng's blind troops have also suffered a large number of casualties...... I wonder if the devil has a big move!