In the field hospital of the 5th Division of the New Fourth Army, the division commander and the guerrilla commander were in the hospital director's office to listen to a report on the injuries of Xiao Hong, political commissar of the Dahongshan Guerrilla Independent Brigade.

"Political Commissar Xiao was shot in the chest, and the warhead has been taken out, but fortunately it did not hurt the heart. It's just that the wounded are bleeding too much, the wound is somewhat infected, and he is still in a coma, and we don't have a special drug 'penicillin' here, so the situation is not optimistic. On the one hand, it is necessary to get 'penicillin' as soon as possible, even if it is one, and on the other hand, it is necessary to rely on the resistance of Political Commissar Xiao's personal body, hoping to be able to hold on until 'penicillin' is brought back. The director of the hospital introduced with a somewhat solemn expression.

"Then we quickly notify the underground party organization in the county, that is, to smash the pot and sell iron, no matter what, we must find a way to get 'penicillin'. Before 'penicillin' is returned, I don't care what method you use, you must stabilize your condition, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise I will ask you! The commander said with some emotion.

"You have to hurry up on the special medicine, and I'll think of a way here." The division commander thought of He Shuheng, commander of the 161st Division of the Sichuan Army, who was resting in the inner countryside of Henan; since they changed their guard and left the Dahongshan area, the two sides had much less contact, which also brought a lot of inconvenience to the cooperation between the two sides. The Dahongshan Guerrilla Independent Brigade is the joint effort of him and Division Commander He, and it can't be collapsed like this.

"Where is the old yellow head now?" The division commander asked.

He has been staying in Xiao Hong's ward, he hasn't closed his eyes for a day and a night, the grains of rice haven't entered, the dripping water hasn't been wet, and it's useless to persuade anyone. Xiao Hong is his heart! The commander looked helpless.

"I think this old yellow man is really old and confused, and the independent brigade didn't report such a big operation to his superiors. Two young people are not sensible, is he also not sensible? Why don't you send him to the Independence Brigade? This time I had to cut the stubborn donkey. Let him come to me at once, and say that it is an order. The division commander said angrily.

In the special care ward of the field hospital, the bloodshot and haggard old yellow head guarded Xiao Hong's bed, highly nervous and burst into tears. He knew that the location where Xiao Hong was shot was very dangerous, less than a centimeter away from his heart, and there was no special medicine in the hospital, so he was in a coma. In his eyes, the fire of a child's life is like a flickering oil lamp, which may be extinguished at any time. When he thought of the only seedling of his brother and sister, his own heart and soul hanging by a thread at this moment, he felt a heart-rending pain. So he waited by Xiao Hong's side every step of the way, he wanted to prevent black and white impermanence from coming to ask for his life, and he wanted to do everything possible to snatch the child's life back from the hands of death. Therefore, although the director of the hospital repeatedly comforted him by saying that he had sent someone into the city to get penicillin, and persuaded him to leave the intensive care unit with peace of mind, he did not pay any attention to it, and even the guerrilla commander himself came to persuade him to no avail. He was sad, he was guilty, he repented. If it weren't for the lack of supplies and letting them find a way, maybe there would not have been this ambush. If my speculation and judgment were more accurate, maybe I wouldn't have fallen for the devil and suffered such heavy losses. I am really ashamed of the trust of Jiang Hong and Xiao Hong's two children, the great trust of the division commander and the commander, and the souls of the senior brothers and sisters in the sky.

The old yellow head thought about it, and a string of tears rolled down his chest: "Little red! You've slept all day and night, why haven't you slept enough, haven't woken up yet! Don't scare Uncle Huang, your life is Uncle Huang's life! Xiaohong, listen to me, there have been so many winds and waves in the past, let's not capsize in the small river ditch. The division commander, the commander, and the dean have all sent people to get the special medicine, you must hold on, no matter what, you have to wait until they get the special medicine back, and then you can wake up. Xiaohong, did you promise me that when you get rid of Little Japan, you will find me a good aunt, and you will support me in the future! ”

At this time, Xiao Hong was lying on his back on the hospital bed with his upper body wrapped in bandages, not knowing where he was, feeling in the air, the countless stars were blinking at him; It felt like it was on the water, and the boat was swinging on the water. She wanted to shout, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shout. She wanted to see, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see anything. I only feel that there are countless Venus in front of me, countless halos, flashing and flashing, turning and turning, flickering bright and dark, fast and slow, and changeable. Suddenly, she felt a distant voice calling her, the voice was like her father, and like her mother, she was only five or six years old when they died, and in her impression, her father was the captain of the guerrillas, and he was absent for a long time, and every time they met, he always hugged her and kissed her, and his beard pierced her face with a slight pain. Mom is an underground traffic officer, and many times when she goes on missions, she has to take her with her, first, for cover; Second, I don't worry about handing her over to others, my mother always says that her daughter is her own little padded jacket, and she is only intimate when she wears it on her body. Mother is a great beauty, and her voice is so good, she hums like a lark. The last time she heard her mother's voice was the scream she made as she fought desperately with the enemy, and with an explosion, she pulled the grenade with the lid loose on her body. At that time, she was hidden by her mother in a nearby villager's house, and the villager covered her mouth so that she didn't cry. Oh! Could it be that her parents came to pick her up? This is the result of her often dreaming and expecting, but today is going to make her dream come true! Yes! Mom, Dad, where are you now? Hong'er really misses you to death!

"Dad, Mom, did you pick me up?" Xiao Hong's whispering sound on the hospital bed alarmed the old yellow head in front of the hospital bed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Xiaohong, Xiaohong, are you awake?" Is it better? Xiao Hong didn't answer, and the nurse on duty hurriedly stopped: "Don't move, I'll call a doctor." ”

The doctor on duty and the dean rushed over, the dean rolled Xiao Hong's eyelids, touched her forehead again, and said a little anxiously: "Political Commissar Xiao has a fever, this is talking nonsense, if she doesn't get back penicillin, it's hard to say whether she can resist it!" Quick, feed her some fever-reducing Chinese medicine and kudzu root powder, and in addition, wrap ice cubes in a wet towel and apply them to her forehead to help reduce fever! ”