Wang Chengzhu, while fastening the buttons of his coat, thanked the nurse profusely. He walked out of the wooden door of Cave No. 1 and returned to Ward No. 25.
I was sitting on the east edge of the Shilu Kang bed, thinking about something on my mind. I was no longer in the mood to read a short story, and now my urgent matter changed from asking the nurse to waiting for someone to notify me to issue a discharge certificate.
Wang Chengzhu didn't wait long. A young soldier wearing blue and gray military uniforms and leggings walked into ward No. 25. He saw "Shi Lu" written on the west wall with a charcoal strip on the west wall, leaning against the hospital bed without leggings.
The young soldier asked: "Hello, comrade. Is this Comrade Wang Chengzhu who was discharged from the hospital today?"
Wang Chengzhu heard the voice coming from the door, looked up and looked in the direction of the cave door and responded: "Hello, comrade. I am Wang Chengzhu who is recovering the slightly injured from the bed. I haven't asked you who you are yet?"
The young soldier was embarrassed when he heard this. He took a deep breath to calm down and said in a calmer voice: "Hello, comrade. I am the correspondent of the 38th Army Brigade. I received a notice this morning that a soldier from our brigade has recovered and been discharged.
The brigade headquarters sent me to pick up patients."
Wang Chengzhu understood clearly that the beds in this field hospital were busy, and one was discharged and admitted to another. Without any delay, he stood up, put on his armed sling and backpack, and said to the brigade correspondent: "Comrade, I am here
Everything is packed, please take me to go through the discharge procedures!"
The young brigade correspondent saw that the sick and injured patient in front of him had packed his luggage, said hello, turned around and walked out of the door, and walked out of the hospital area. Wang Chengzhu accepted the promise and hung the backpack he was carrying in his right hand on his right hand.
shoulder, and quickly follow the correspondent leading the way.
The two of them walked out of the southeast gate of the No. 2 Hospital for the Slightly Wounded, passed through the small courtyard of the cafeteria, and walked all the way to a courtyard cave dwelling on the west side of the downhill road.
The correspondent led Wang Chengzhu to a door with a white curtain hanging with the word "Medical Office" on the door, and knocked on the loose leaf of the wooden door that was not completely covered by the curtain. "Please come in" came from inside the cave dwelling, and the correspondent raised the white curtain with one hand.
, motioning with one hand for Wang Chengzhu to follow, and the two walked into the medical office one after the other.
The furnishings in the medical office are relatively simple. There are four benches along the north and south walls. There is a four-legged three-layer coat rack on the north wall near the door. On the west kang bed, there are two blue men wearing white cloth soft hats sitting cross-legged.
A middle-aged man in gray military uniform. The middle-aged man sitting in the north looked at the door. It was obvious that he was the one who answered the knock on the door and called for people to come in.
When he heard someone coming into the cave, the middle-aged man sitting in the south stopped writing with the pen in his hand and put it on the pen beside him.
The man from the north asked: "Comrades, what can I do?"
The correspondent raised his right hand, saluted, and said loudly: "Report, I am the correspondent of the 38th Army Brigade. I am here to pick up our soldier Wang Chengzhu from the hospital and return to the army. Wang Chengzhu has been brought here. Please issue a discharge certificate."
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When the man from the north got the answer, he nodded, looked to the right back of the correspondent and continued to ask: "Wang Chengzhu of the 38th Army Brigade, where are your documents?"
Wang Chengzhu touched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Report to the commander, my soldier's ID card was smashed by enemy bullets when I was injured." As he said this, he took out a dyed card from the left jacket pocket with bullet holes.
The black and yellow paper was taken two steps forward and handed to the man from the north.
The man from the north took it and opened the folded yellow paper. He saw that it read "National... 18th Army Group, 12th... 8th Army Brigade, temporary new... artillery squad leader, Wang Chengzhu..." The yellow paper
There were shreds of paper scattered around the bullet holes, and some cracked black patches fell on the table.
The man closed the yellow paper in his hand and handed it to the man in the white hat opposite for review. Then he reached out and dusted the black scum that fell on the table to the ground, and said, "Take a look at it too. If there is no problem, write a discharge certificate."
Stamp them with your seal."
The man from the south took the yellow paper with two holes in it, unfolded it and looked at it carefully. The red seal in the lower left corner was compared with a yellow paper full of red seals taken out of the rattan box on the left, and he put it away.
After checking the paper, he handed the soldier's ID card back to Wang Chengzhu, who was looking at him eagerly.
Wang Chengzhu took his soldier's ID card and carefully put it back into the left breast pocket of his coat. 1. This thing needs to be reissued when we go to the brigade headquarters. It is too easy to be damaged if it is broken like this.
The man from the south opened the paper he was just writing on, revealing the wordless note paper underneath. He stretched out his right hand and picked up the small pen on the pen rest. After putting it to his mouth and taking a breath of hot air, he wrote on the red-edged note paper from top to bottom.
, write the discharge certificate from right to left.
"This is the discharge certificate from our hospital, Wang Chengzhu, male, twenty-nine years old, hospitalization number..." In the resident doctor's office, only the sound of the pen tip sliding on the paper was heard. The bamboo pole was heard falling on the wooden pen.
With a crisp clicking sound, the man from the south lifted up the written certificate, put it in front of him and blew into it.
Seeing that the ink on the note paper was dry, the man held Wang Chengzhu's discharge certificate in his hands and handed it to the man on the north side of the kang table. Taking the handed-in draft certificate, the man on the north side read the contents in a calm voice while looking at the small regular script written in it.
After the proofreading was completed, the man reviewing the certificate opened the rattan box on the right and took out a seal covered with black and green patina. He opened the wooden box where the ink pad was stored. The copper seal was stained in the wooden box and covered it on the table.
The lower left corner of the yellow sticky note.
He put away the ink pad box and the small copper seal, picked up the paper and blew on it. Seeing that the red ink was no longer reflective, he handed the discharge certificate to Wang Chengzhu who was standing in front of him.
The middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the north side of the kang table turned around and got off the kang bed, put on his cloth shoes and stood up. He stretched out his left hand to Wang Chengzhu and the correspondent, made a "please" gesture, took the lead in opening the curtain, and left the medical office.
Cave door.
Standing in the small courtyard of the cave dwelling on the patio, the man from the medical office said: "Comrade, the procedures at the hospital have been completed. Please be more careful on the way back. Remember to apply for a new copy of your soldier ID card. This one cannot be used again.
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Wang Chengzhu kept thanking him, folded the discharge certificate in his hand twice, and put it into his right breast pocket.
The correspondent and Wang Chengzhu said goodbye to the resident medical office staff together, and turned around to leave the small courtyard. Walking on the dirt road in the mountain village, the correspondent said to Wang Chengzhu: "Comrade, the wounded who were sent here in the morning have been sent to the outpatient clinic. Now go to the outpatient clinic."
Wait there for a while. After he is settled in, we will return to the brigade headquarters." Wang Chengzhu is incompetent. He is a replacement from time-travel and does not know the way to the brigade headquarters. The original owner of the body does not know the way either. During the war,
Except for senior commanders and correspondents, and the constantly moving headquarters, generally no one knows where they have been in recent days.
The two walked north to a row of courtyards built along a cliff with waist-high wooden fences inserted into the cliff, a bit like the small courtyard where Wang Chengzhu lived for the seriously injured.
"This is the outpatient area. You go and sit on the bench at the door. I'll ask if the wounded who just arrived have been treated." The correspondent told Wang Chengzhu about his arrangements.
Wang Chengzhu nodded, walked to the door of a cave dwelling, and sat on a bench. Leaning against the earth wall, he raised his head and said to the correspondent: "Comrade, you are busy with your work. If you need help, although I have been injured before, the doctor said this morning
When they agreed to discharge me from the hospital, they said I was as strong as a three-year-old cow."
The correspondent just thought he was being polite and nodded in agreement. He knocked on the wooden door of the second cave from the right. After receiving permission, he opened the curtain and walked in.
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Note 1: The props and costumes in the 2005 Hairun TV series version of "Bright Sword" are all four-pocket tops to show that officers and soldiers are dressed as one.
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