Hearing the sound of the Japanese pushing the bolt quickly, Zhou Shusheng and Yang An held back their breathing and were ready to fight back at any time.

"Ah--", the Japanese picked up the thorny branches of the shrubs. As soon as they took a step, they were bounced back by a thorny branch, and a blood mark was scratched on their face.

"Hahaha! Nakamura, you unlucky guy! You're all messing around. Everyone is dead, why don't you leave quickly!" Yang An shouted teasingly when he heard a Japanese soldier on the top of the cave.

The Japanese devil by the pond slowly retreated, touched the blood on his face with his fingers, reached into his mouth to suck, then muttered in a low voice, then turned around and left.

Hearing the footsteps gone, Yang An and Zhou Shusheng both breathed a long sigh.

The footsteps in the open space on the top of the cave were getting more and more messy, and it was obvious that another large group of Japanese soldiers ran past.

At this time, the shouting of Tang Jiabao and his party came faintly. When they heard the shouting, Yang An was moved, and his eyes flashed with crystal clearness.

The sound of footsteps at the top of the cave was not stopped, and the roar of the plane also came, and the explosion of the aviation bombs and the intense gunfire followed one after another.

Not long after, the gunshot stopped. Then, another messy footsteps came from the top of the cave.

After a long time, the surroundings finally became quiet.

Yang An looked at Zhou Shusheng, then noticed that he was staring at him, and whispered: "Company Commander Zhou, the Japanese army should have retreated, I'll go out and take a look first."

Yang An just reached out to lift the dense shrubs and grass at the hole, but was stabbed by the thorns on the branches of the shrubs. Then he retracted his hand and lifted the shrubs and grass with his pistol again.

After some observation, Yang An found that the Japanese army had already retreated, and even the dead bodies were carried away. After returning to the cave, Yang An then paid attention to the small square hole of two or three square meters, and saw a few dried radishes and sweet potatoes left inside. At this time, he confirmed that this was a vegetable cellar used by farmers to store vegetables during winter.

"Company Commander Zhou, the Japanese around him retreated to the town and did not see our national army brothers."

Hearing this, Zhou Shusheng's face suddenly relaxed and then became heavier. Then, he moved for a while, but pulled the gunshot wound and took a breath of air conditioning.

"Oh, they were taken away from my medical box, otherwise there would be some hemostatic and anti-inflammatory drugs." Yang An sighed when he saw Zhou Shusheng's gunshot wound.

"I gave them my first aid kit, it's okay, it's all over the injury, and you'll always go over if you straighten it." Zhou Shusheng frowned and gritted his teeth.

In the past, I heard from my grandfather that the wound should not be stained with water, otherwise it would be prone to redness, swollenness, purulent ulceration. Zhao Jianmei also told Yang An that the gunshot wounds are easily infected after soaking in water, and even gets inflamed and fever. Hearing Company Commander Zhou say this, he said with concern: "Oh--, this is not possible. Company Commander Zhou fell into water, and the gunshot wounds and soaked in water, are easily infected, have inflammation, and have fever. Now, we are trapped here again, and we don't know when we can go out. Besides, the blood is still flowing."

Zhou Shusheng put down his pistol and looked at the military uniforms stained with blood on his chest. The pain suddenly reappeared, his nose wings twitched one after another, and his face became extremely ugly.

"Oh, I remembered it!" Yang An said with excitement slightly on his face.

The lower edge of the vegetable cellar entrance is still 20 to 30 centimeters away from the edge of the pond. After that, Yang An stepped out of the vegetable cellar.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Shusheng asked in confusion.

Hearing the question, Yang An didn't say anything, squatted on the edge of the pond and washed his hands. Then, he lifted away the dense shrubs and grass and walked out.

There is a walkway above the edge of the pond, and the two sides of the walkway are covered with diameter poles of about twenty centimeters. The diameter poles have sprouted and green leaves have grown. The leaves have been washed clean by heavy rain. Obviously, these are cut after artificial planting, and a crop of ramie has been picked.

Yang An happily picked a leaf, held the petiole of the length of a little finger, looked at the wrinkled wide oval green leaf carefully, and murmured: "This leaf is close to the size of a palm, the root is round, the tip of the leaf slowly becomes sharp, the edges are long and thick teeth, and the petiole is a bit long, it is really a bit similar, I wonder if it is..."

Yang An put the leaves in the palms of both hands and rubbed them hard until the leaves turned into a thin green film. He picked them up and smelled them. He gently licked the juice in his palm with the tip of his tongue. A slightly bitter and strange smell came from the tip of his tongue. This smell was so familiar and he remembered it too deeply.

At this time, Yang An was so proud that he had found a treasure, and smiled and shouted softly: "Corporate Commander Zhou, I found it, come quickly, this leaf can stop bleeding and reduce inflammation."

Zhou Shusheng kept staring at Yang An at the mouth of the vegetable cellar. The change in Yang An's face with rich expressions had long been seen. When he heard him calling him, he came out carefully from the vegetable cellar.

Following Yang An's instructions, Zhou Shusheng washed his hands and picked leaves.

"Company Commander Zhou, one of the pieces cannot be removed, for fear that the Japanese will find it on patrol."

"Oh, I understand." Zhou Shusheng didn't expect Yang An to be so meticulous, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The two of them picked a large stack of leaves and then returned to the vegetable cellar. Zhou Shusheng looked at the leaves in his hand and asked, "What kind of plant is this? Can it stop bleeding and prevent inflammation?"

"Captain Zhou, this is wild ramie, a place with abundant rainwater in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Hubei, suitable for growth. It is a shrub that has grown over the years. It can be peeled off from its skin to make hemp rope. It can be cut three times in spring, summer and autumn, and harvested three times in hemp. Wild ramie is also a Chinese medicinal material. Its leaves have the effects of cooling blood and stopping bleeding, dispersing blood stasis and reducing swelling and detoxifying. It is mainly used to treat traumatic bleeding, such as swelling and pain, erysipelas, sores, snake insect bites, and can also be used to treat hemoptysis and hematuria. In fact, it has many effects, and I can't remember it now."

Hearing this, Zhou Shusheng's skeptical expression suddenly disappeared, and he asked in surprise: "How do you understand these?"

While rubbing the leaves, Yang An replied: "My grandfather is the most famous Chinese medicine doctor in Yangzhou. Once a nearby child was playing, he scratched his face with a knife, and the scratches were not deep. There were a few wild ramie plants outside the begonia gate of our Lin family courtyard. Grandpa told me that this thing is good, and it can be reproduced with seeds, or divided into pricks, cuttings, pressing, and splitting plants. Sandy soil is the most suitable for planting. The Songhu Plain is an alluvial plain, which happens to be sandy soil, so it is best to plant this thing.

At that time, the child was worried about leaving scars at home, and grandfather said it was okay. Then, he picked a few wild ramie leaves to wash and dry. He first disinfected the wound, then pulled the leaves that had been rubbed out. While closing the wound with his hands, he slowly put the leaves that had produced juice on the wound as a sewing. When the leaves fell the next day, the wound had grown together and healed a few days later, with only a faint scar. Grandpa said that once the sun shone, even the scars would not be left in a few months."

Hearing Yang An’s story, Zhou Shusheng questioned slightly in his heart and asked in surprise: “Ah, is it so magical?”
Chapter completed!