When the two guards came to ward No. 3, they were destined to find Gu Ming.

Because at this time, Gu Ming had already been "invited" to leave the ward.

Due to the fact that there were too many wounded, people like Gu Ming, who were not seriously injured and were not too serious, were forced to vacate their beds.

The place where Gu Ming used to live has now been converted into an operating room.

In this regard, these wounded, including Gu Ming, naturally did not complain too much.

In extraordinary times, resources should of course be given to those who really need them, and special treatment cannot be carried out, and if power is used for personal gain, this is contrary to the party's sense of purpose.

After packing his luggage, Gu Ming still had some difficulty walking, and when he walked outside the courtyard, he was already sweating and was forced to sit under a banyan tree to rest.

But it was a little cold when he sat down, and the thin single clothes on his body were not frost-resistant at all, Gu Ming originally wanted to go to Li Yunlong and go back to the army with him, but now he didn't know where they went, so he just waited here.

I don't know how long it was, but a green pickup truck made a rumbling engine and stopped at the door of the field hospital.

From the green pickup truck, a middle-aged man wearing a tunic and glasses stepped down.

He was followed by a young man who looked like Sven.

The man walked all the way into the field hospital, his expression was heavy, and everywhere he looked, the neat white color had been stained red with blood, and the hospital was full of wailing, doctors and patients were coming in and out, and many wounded were not treated.

One of the wounded staggered out with his luggage on his shoulder, sweating profusely and falling to the ground.

The man hurriedly helped him up and asked with concern, "Comrade, how are you?" ”

The wounded man looked up and saw that it was someone he didn't know, so he replied, "It's okay, you let go, I can go." ”

The man glanced at the blood stains on the wounded's waist and frowned.

At the same time, he saw many of these injuries being carried out of the ward with painful faces.

The best ones are equipped with a pair of crutches, and some can only help each other up when they fall, and the doctors and nurses have no way to take care of it, and they don't have time to take care of it.

"How so?" Looking at this scene, the man couldn't help but sigh again and again: "With such a medical environment, how can the soldiers fight outside with peace of mind!" ”

They have been walking several places in a row.

The field hospitals are much the same everywhere, and often the old wounded have to be squeezed out by the more seriously wounded before they have healed.

They asked the director about it, and the answer from each field hospital was exactly the same.

Medical conditions are inadequate, and without penicillin, most of the wounds infected by the wound never heal, and there is even the possibility of aggravation.

Not only penicillin, but also disinfectants and painkillers are also scarce medicines.

The medicines that can be purchased from outside are so limited that a bowl of water can't extinguish the fire.

The doctors and nurses also tried their best, but in the end they were forced to make a choice, making the most difficult and impersonal decision.

The young man on the side responded: "Commander, we have also done our best, and now we are negotiating with the national army, if the situation goes well, we may be able to purchase a thousand boxes of penicillin, and the situation on the front line can be eased a little." ”

The words of the young secretary did not serve to comfort him.

Far water can't save a near fire.

Penicillin is also a scarce drug placed on the side of the national army, and they may not be willing to sell it.

Even if they buy penicillin and come back, these wounded fighters are probably already in danger.

Walking slowly into the field hospital with his hands behind his back, the commander saw all the way to the hellish scene.

He looked around, let out a soft "huh", and somewhat strangely fixed his gaze on a young man reading a book in the corner of the courtyard.

The young man sat quietly under a dead tree, reading a book with a red cover in his hand.

The surroundings don't seem to have anything to do with him.

The commander was immediately attracted and walked in the direction of the man.

"Barefoot Doctor's Handbook?"

The commander slowly read out the name on the cover of the book.

Feel strange at the same time.

He was born in medicine, but he has never seen such a book, looking at the binding, it should be a product of recent years.

A shadow hung overhead, Gu Ming raised his head, and after finding that he was not the head of the regiment, his face was a little disappointed.

He struggled to get up and shook hands with the other party: "Hello comrade, who are you looking for?" ”

The commander didn't answer, his attention was all on the red-covered book: "Can you lend me that book?" ”

"This one?" Gu Ming shook the "Barefoot Doctor's Handbook" in his hand, and after getting the confirmation in the other party's eyes, he naturally nodded and said, "Of course you can." ”

Gu Ming confidently and boldly handed over the book to the other party's hands.

When he brought this book, he had done it before.

Including the date of production on it, as well as various publishers, or more sensitive content, it has all been erased, and only the useful knowledge of the book remains.

Therefore, Gu Ming can take out this book with complete confidence and boldness, and he is not afraid of any problems found by the other party at all.

The commander just turned the first page of the book and couldn't help but sneer.

There is actually such a passage written on it - "A literate person only needs to enter a month of systematic training to become a qualified barefoot doctor." ”

The commander smiled and shook his head.

A college student who has graduated from the medical department for four years does not necessarily become a qualified doctor, and at least one year of internship and ten major surgeries can be called a qualified doctor.

And the person who wrote this book is ashamed to say that anyone who has read this book can become a qualified doctor.

After reading a few pages, the smile on the corner of the commander's mouth disappeared, and his face gradually became serious.

If you continue to look at it, there is only shock in the commander's eyes.

His mouth was slightly open, and he was overwhelmed by what was inside.

Only then did he understand what "barefoot doctor" meant.

This is simply a treasure book of "general practice medicine for all"!

From common cough and vomiting to complex cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases and cancers.

From the knowledge of mosquito and fly prevention to the protection of nuclear weapons, biological and chemical weapons.

From acupuncture and herbal medicine to commonly used Western medicine, it has the principles of clarity, simplicity and practical results.

For example, how to pinch the spine after accumulating food, what to do if you have chickenpox, and what medicine to use if you have aphthous sores, you can find corresponding solutions on this.

The Ministry of Health should be delegated to the masses of the people, and a large number of doctors who can be 'raised in rural areas' will be trained, so as to thoroughly solve the problem of difficulty in seeing a doctor.

The concept mentioned above made the commander applaud.

Because of unhealthy living habits and unscientific knowledge, as well as superstitious ways of dealing with them, how many people have lost their lives just because of a headache and brain fever.

If this book can be promoted to the heads of the people, they will no longer have to drag a cart to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads to the county seat to see a doctor.

That's literally more than a thousand boxes of penicillin...... No, it's worth more than 10,000 boxes of penicillin!

The commander saw the great value of the future in this book, and he was reluctant to let go of this book, and the more he read it, the more he liked it, and both hands were trembling slightly.

He looked at Gu Ming expectantly and asked, "Little brother, are you willing to sell me this book?" ”

"Sell?" Gu Ming shook his head: "If you like it, I'll give you this book, I still have a lot of it anyway." ”

"Good!" The commander patted Gu Ming's shoulder hard, he was so happy today, he accidentally forgot that the other party was a wounded, and hurriedly held Gu Ming, who was almost patted on his knees, and asked with a smile: "How about the little brother, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, I can't die." Gu Ming grinned and stayed away from the man.

The commander laughed and took Gu Ming's hand affectionately: "This comrade, which unit are you from, where are you going, I see that your legs and feet are not convenient, otherwise I will drive you." ”

Drive?

Gu Ming's heart blossomed, and he was worried that he didn't know how to go on the road, and someone would come to drive him immediately, but someone would send a pillow when he was sleepy, and someone would send a steamed bun when he was hungry.

It turns out that this guy is a driver, but I don't know which chief's driver it is.

Gu Ming recalled in his mind that there were many chiefs living in this hospital, and he might be one of them.

Since this driver's eldest brother is idle, let him take him for a ride, and the chief should not be surprised.

So he agreed: "That's a good feeling, I'm a soldier of Li Yunlong of the new regiment of the 386 Brigade, if you want to drop by the way, send me a trip, forget it if you don't go by the way, it's no problem to let me down halfway." ”

The commander sighed, and said in his heart: It turned out to be Li Yunlong's kid's soldier.

It just so happened that Chen Geng of the 368 Brigade was also here.

Then he said to Gu Ming: "By the way, that's right, you accompany me to meet someone first." ”