Wang Chengzhu, who was sitting on the bench, listened to the conversation between the two people beside him and subconsciously stood up. He put the backpack strap around his head and carried it on his left shoulder and right shoulder.
Soon, shouts of "One...two...three...get up!" came from the operating room, and four people in white clothes appeared at the door of the operating room. The nurse who came out to speak before shouted: "Door
Comrade, come and pick up the armrests on both sides of the bed!" The correspondent and Wang Chengzhu took two steps forward and stretched out their hands to support the bottom of the wooden bed.
The nurse called and opened the door curtain, and three other doctors and nurses and two people outside the door carried out the wooden bed. Also carried out were the wounded lying on the wooden bed.
The wounded man's right leg and right crotch were wrapped with white gauze, and an irregular hole was cut out of his outer trousers with debridement scissors. The blood stains on his outer trousers formed a sharp contrast with the gauze.
Wang Chengzhu also looked down at the wound on the front of the body. The blood was gushing out, and the muscles near the wound would be stretched and there would be tearing pain.
Most of the wounds of the surrounding patients have stopped bleeding, and the post-operative recovery period will be more like that of ordinary people than the peri-operative period. Lifting this soldier who was lying on the transfer bed and was still awake, his breath was mixed with the smell of sweat, blood, and alcohol.
The air smelled of five or six kinds of smells, including gunpowder and gunpowder smoke, and Wang Chengzhu felt a little dazed.
However, he obediently lifted the corner of the bed board and followed the others to carry the transfer bed to the wheelbarrow flatbed rooster cart pulled by the nurse who called.
After setting up the bed board, a strong nurse walked to the hoe side, picked up the straw rope tied to the handle of the rooster cart and slung it over her shoulder. The correspondent and Wang Chengzhu were arranged to hold the two corners of the suspended side of the transfer bed board.
, as the nurse pulling the cart slowly moved forward, the soldiers holding the bed board followed closely behind the rooster cart, and walked together toward the east slope mountain road.
A man in white clothes carried the bed out of the operating room and followed the cart that transported the wounded all the way to the small hospital for the seriously injured. After learning that all seven single-person nursing wards were full, he helplessly guided the nurse pulling the cart to the hospital for minor injuries.
Go to the No. 1 Military Hospital to temporarily settle the wounded.
The No. 1 hospital for lightly wounded patients, also known as the convalescence ward, usually has two to three people per room, and houses some patients with soft injuries. Because of their limited mobility, additional rotational nurses will be sent to take care of them. The surgeon in charge sends the postoperative wounded here for emergency response.
Recuperation is in compliance with the regulations. In the past, when beds were in short supply, additional nursing beds were first added to the recuperation ward.
After the four people escorted the postoperative wounded lying on the trolley to the small nursing home, the surgeon asked the caregivers of the wounded who were sunbathing in the yard about the filling status of the beds. After learning that there were empty beds in the third treatment ward, he asked two
Nursing soldiers helped move the transfer bed into the ward with available beds.
The surgeon in charge asked the nursing soldiers who helped lift the bed board and learned that one of them was the caregiver of this ward, and explained to him the resting arrangements for the injured patient after surgery.
The hospital had just replenished supplies recently, and this soldier who lost part of his right thigh and right hip was lucky enough to get a chance to undergo semi-anesthesia surgery. Everything has its price, and he was able to undergo tendon repair, blood vessel repair, and nerve repair quietly and quickly.
Warriors, you will feel severe labor pains from this afternoon to evening.
In order to prevent the wounded from moving around and affecting the treatment effect or from biting off the tongue, the surgeon suggested that the nursing staff follow them to get some hand and foot restraints and body restraints.
Wang Chengzhu listened on the sidelines, and in a daze he thought he had arrived at a mental health rehabilitation center.
Accompanying the wounded from diagnosis and treatment to being carried to the ward after surgery, the correspondent followed the chief surgeon out of the ward. On the way to the instrument room, the nurse said goodbye to the chief surgeon and chatted a few words with the nurse.
Wang Chengzhu stood at the right rear of the correspondent, whispering words such as "Thank you for the treatment, please take care of me, please stay vigil".
The chief surgeon saw the blue and white striped hospital gown in Wang Chengzhu's cotton-padded jacket, and after asking, he found out that this was a wounded patient who was about to be discharged. The doctor reminded Wang Chengzhu to remember to hand the hospital gown to the outpatient nurse station before leaving. Hospital patients
The uniform is as important as the bed, so remember to remember it.
When the chief surgeon walked towards the instrument room in the outpatient area, the correspondent led Wang Chengzhu to follow him and change out of the blue and white striped hospital gown that had been worn for seven or eight days and smelled of sweat and body temperature. He put the changed clothes into the waste basket.
, walked out of the nurse station and walked south on the mountain road out of the village.
When bringing the wounded to the field hospital in the morning, the correspondent borrowed a donkey cart from the brigade headquarters transport team to transport them. After the soldier who had his right leg cut was helped into the clinic, the donkey cart was parked not far from the mountain village where the field hospital had just been stationed.
Guard platoon in the yard.
Wang Chengzhu happened to take it when he went back. For a young man born in the 1980s, having a means of transportation was as good as riding a shared electric car back to the hotel in the county in the middle of the night. But Wang Chengzhu overestimated the smoothness of the transportation lines in northern Shanxi in 1940.
There were constant bumps along the way, and I ate a lot of dust raised by donkey hooves and wooden wheels in the sharp spring breeze in March.
The correspondent drove the donkey cart for one hour and forty minutes. Wang Chengzhu, who was sitting on the right side of the correspondent and holding on to the handle of the cart trying to steady himself, saw two sentries in blue and gray military uniforms on a cliff not far ahead. Part 2
For a moment, I heard the driving correspondent shouting "Oh oh... hoo hoo..." The donkey slowed down and jogged on the right side of the dusty gravel road.
When we drove about fifty meters away from the sentry on the cliff, the correspondent ordered the donkey to stop with a long "oo".
The sentry took off the rifle from his left shoulder, raised the muzzle to the sky, and shouted: "Password!"
The correspondent got off the driver's seat of the donkey cart, cleared his throat, and replied loudly: "Unity is strength. Reply to the order?"
"Persistence is victory. Hello, comrade. Please walk 200 meters to the front checkpoint and show the route or letter of introduction." The sentry stood at attention, put his rifle back on his left shoulder, raised his right hand and performed a military salute, and said loudly at the same time.
The correspondent raised his right hand in return, said something to Wang Chengzhu who was sitting on the donkey cart, ran around the cliff, and rushed towards the checkpoint.
Five minutes later, Wang Chengzhu saw the correspondent walking back in unison, taking off the reins wrapped around the guardrail of the driver's seat, and leading the donkey forward.
After passing another checkpoint and walking about two kilometers, we finally arrived at a mountain village where soldiers in blue and gray military uniforms walked by in twos and threes from time to time.
Wang Chengzhu received the notification from the correspondent that he was going to return the donkey cart, so he put his belongings on his back and got out of the donkey cart. After asking for the general direction to the Military Affairs Office of the brigade, he walked there alone, intending to ask about the replacement of the damaged soldier's ID card.
Wang Chengzhu asked questions while walking along the road. After finding the Military Affairs Office, he raised his request to the clerk on duty. However, he never expected that the clerk's answer to him was: "Comrade, if the soldier's ID card is lost or damaged, it should be reported to the regimental administrative agency or the regiment."
If the above-mentioned command authority applies for a reissue, please return to the new regiment to handle the soldier certificate matter. The brigade headquarters agency can assist in issuing a temporary certificate, but it is not appropriate to handle the work of the lower-level establishment unit on your behalf."
Wang Chengzhu left the Military Affairs Office with an authenticated letter of introduction and walked along the main east-west main road of the village where the brigade headquarters was located with a sense of loss. It was his first time coming here. Before that, he had thought about asking all the way to find a place. Who is he waiting for now?
Take him back to the regiment station. Thinking of the correspondent who just brought him to the brigade headquarters, Wang Chengzhu hurriedly walked a few steps and ran to the main road to where he got off the donkey cart.
This chapter has been completed!