The nurse came after a while. She seemed to have lost her previous anger. She put down the plate in front of the bedside table and brought a box of gruel to me. Then she handed me a pair of chopsticks and said: "Eat it while it's hot.
!There are only some pickles. This is Vietnam, and the conditions of our hospital are not good... How about I go get you another box of cans..."
"No, no..." I quickly stopped: "I'm tired of eating those cans on the battlefield!"
Actually, it’s not that I’m tired of eating it, it’s just that I’m afraid that when I eat it this time... I’ll be reminded of the smell of corpses and blood on the battlefield.
"Don't worry!" I said vaguely while pouring the hot porridge into my hungry belly: "I won't be as unreasonable as those people. A war is a war, and it has nothing to do with you! You are also fighting for the country.
To make a contribution and serve our wounded..."
"Alas!" the nurse sighed and said thoughtfully: "Actually, they... are not unreasonable. It has something to do with the injury! It's fine to lose a leg and half an arm. It will make you feel uncomfortable!
It’s normal to get angry…”
I couldn't help but be startled when I heard this. I originally thought that she would complain a lot and pour out a lot of bitterness on me. I was already prepared to accept these bombardments. I never expected that she would say such a thing.
If anything, you would be so considerate of others.
"Do you often encounter this kind of thing?" I asked.
"Yes!" The beautiful nurse nodded, looked at me with a somewhat absent-minded look, and said: "This is pretty good today. What we are most afraid of is those who are seeking death. We can't catch a few people, and they usually treat us badly.
Beatings and scoldings are only used. You think, they even want to die, how can they control so much, and lose their temper whenever something goes wrong. But people like you are still..."
At this point, he suddenly stopped talking, his expression became unnatural again, and he didn't know where to put his hands.
"I'm sorry!" I explained: "I was a little confused at the time and didn't know what I was doing!"
This is somewhat true. At that moment, I was only thinking about how to pick up girls in the modern era and brought all the modern habits with me. I didn't even notice that the times have changed...
"Yes!" The beautiful nurse blushed and nodded, accepting my apology.
Then he asked as if he remembered something: "Did you really kill a lot of Japanese as they said?"
I nodded, and my expression became serious with this topic: "I don't know how many enemies have been killed, I can't even count them. I only know that we only have a dozen or so who have come back alive! We haven't been alive since the war started.
Within a few days, there were only about 20 people left in our company out of more than 100 people!"
"Sacrificed so much..."
"I'm afraid that's not all!" I smiled bitterly: "We also recruited two new recruits during this period. In total, our company alone has sacrificed more than a hundred people!"
"The beating was so brutal!" the beautiful nurse said sadly: "If their families knew... how sad they would be!"
As she spoke, her eye circles turned red unconsciously.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but be stunned. She was so different from the girls I knew well. Modern girls would not be as compassionate as her. Most of what they consider is whether they have money, whether they have a car, and whether they can
Can she not have fun and show off in front of other girls... She is more innocent and more sincere than others. This may be the difference between people from two eras!
"What are you looking at?" She found that I had been staring at her. She seemed a little flustered. She blushed and packed her lunch box and said, "I have to leave. There are many wounded waiting for me! You should rest more and drink more."
Water, you can go for a walk when you're bored, but don't leave the village, it's not safe outside..."
"That's right!" She turned around and smiled when she was at the door: "My name is Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan sets sail, just call me Xiaofan!"
"Zhang Fan, Xiao Fan! What a good name..."
I don’t know why, but I suddenly felt guilty, and I always thought of Chen Yiyi, as if I was sorry for her. I don’t know what went wrong, but this has never happened in modern times.
of!
"Hello, comrade!" While I was lying on my side in bed, thinking wildly, an old military doctor wearing dirty white clothes and a stethoscope hanging around his neck appeared in front of me.
He pushed up the thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at the medical record in his hand, and said to me: "You are Comrade Yang Xuefeng! Your condition is mainly high fever caused by wound infection, but it is now under control. Do you have any other symptoms?"
Are you uncomfortable somewhere else?"
"Can I... be discharged from the hospital?" To be honest, I was looking forward to it, not to go to the battlefield, but to meet Chen Yiyi and see the soldiers under his command...
"Not so fast!" The military doctor casually touched my head to test my body temperature and said, "I just want to understand the condition. Your fever may recur. You need to rest for at least a few days and wait for the wound to heal before we check the situation!
"
"Then...can you let me go back to the army to recuperate?" I said, "The army also has health workers, right? They can also give me injections and change my dressing, right?"
The old military doctor misunderstood what I meant and thought I was eager to fight. His eyes were full of approval, but he still shook his head and said, "Comrade! Recuperating in the battlefield is very different from recuperating in the hospital.
There is a high possibility of reinfection in the position... Besides, your superiors said you are a combat hero and told us to take good care of you..."
I smiled bitterly and shook my head.
The old military doctor asked doubtfully: "Do you have any objection to what I said?"
"No objection!" I replied: "It's just that I don't want to be a fighting hero! We are all forced to fight on the battlefield!"
"Forced?" The old military doctor looked at me in disbelief when he heard this: "Were you forced to go to the battlefield by your superiors with a gun?"
"I'm not forced by my superiors!" I replied: "I'm forced by the enemy. If I don't kill the enemy on the battlefield, the enemy will kill me! Why do we want this hero? He can't be used as food or as a hero.
We are covered, we just want to save our lives!"
The old military doctor couldn't help but be stunned, nodded silently and said nothing more.
In fact, what is it for the motherland and the people... These truths are all false. Anyone who has actually been on the battlefield knows that at the moment of fighting with the enemy, what is in his mind is very simple, that is, kill the enemy and survive.
!
After eating and drinking enough, I naturally felt sleepy. As waves of sleepiness rushed to my forehead, I shrank my head under the quilt and fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up again, it was already night. A kerosene lamp had been lit in the room, and the light illuminated the entire ward. I don’t know when there was an infusion bottle at the foot of my bed.
, the white liquid is continuously flowing into my body along the transparent hose...
Seeing this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. When did my alertness become so bad? I wouldn't even know if someone inserted a needle from a bottle into my blood vessel. If an enemy sneaked in secretly, my head would be damaged.
Don't just move here.
Then I quickly felt something was wrong. Because I had an injury on my back, I could only sleep on my side most of the time. However, I could faintly hear some slight breathing behind me.
With difficulty, I changed my sleeping position and turned around to take a look. I was stunned. It turned out that Xiaofan was lying on the edge of my bed and fell asleep.
I quickly understood when I saw a lunch box of porridge on the bedside table. I thought it was her who brought me the meal, but for some reason she fell asleep next to my bed.
If this had happened in the past... Of course I knew what I should do. I would pretend to be touched and stroke her hair, and then talk sweetly, and soon another affair would begin.
But at this time, I hesitated. The main reason was of course because of Chen Yiyi... If it were in modern times, I wouldn't care so much. I would accept as many women as I wanted without feeling sorry for anyone or anything.
Who was delayed?
But now... I feel like there is an invisible pressure oppressing me and stopping me. This pressure is telling me that even if I do that, even if I can get the favor of the woman in front of me like modern times, I
But I won't be happy, won't be happy...it will only make me feel guilty.
I don’t know what it is, maybe it’s what people often call a sense of responsibility! After living and dying with the soldiers on the battlefield, and after parting with Chen Yiyi... I seemed to understand something.
From this point of view, what I learned on the battlefield is not just fighting, not just killing enemies, but also some principles of life.
"Well, are you awake?" Zhang Fan woke up for some reason at this time, and then she realized that she had fallen asleep, so she quickly sat up and explained with a slight embarrassment: "Just now... I gave it to you
"Fan, seeing that you were asleep, I sat down and rested for a while, but I didn't expect..."
"You must be too tired from work!" I was making excuses for her.
"Yes...there are a lot of things going on today!" Zhang Fan rubbed the corners of his clothes, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said, "I have another patient...I'm leaving first!"
With that said, he left the ward as if running away.
People in this era are indeed not very good at acting. Seeing Zhang Fan's panic, I couldn't help but smile. Based on my experience, I can't tell that she has a crush on me... In other words, women in this era seem to be born with a natural talent.
I like heroes, and I am such a "hero", aren't I? And I am also a young and handsome hero... Okay, I admit that I am a bit stinky.
Maybe in the past I would have been happy to be in this situation. The more girls like me, the better. The more it shows that I am attractive, right? But now, I feel that this is also a burden.