Jiang Yue looked at his panic and walked to the door; "Sister, I'm in the health company."
It had been a long time since I had seen Xiao Ya. Xiao Ya was not a member of the army, but for herself, she traveled a long distance to deliver a suicide note to the Sichuan Army Corps that had been completely destroyed. For this reason, Zhou Weiguo felt quite guilty.
He trotted towards the location of the health company. Along the way, he encountered patrolling troops and simply waved and said hello.
After passing through two alleys, Zhou Weiguo came to the health company.
The health company does not only treat the soldiers of the regiment after the battle. The troops transported from the front line will be sent to the surrounding health companies accordingly as long as they are too busy.
Before he entered, Zhou Weiguo heard a burst of painful wailing and cursing at the Japanese army.
"You little bitch Japan, I'm going to blame your ancestors, you're going to make my family extinct."
"It hurts so much. Please give me a shot. I really can't stand it anymore."
Soldiers are also human beings. It is not that soldiers are not afraid of death. In fact, soldiers are also afraid of death. After hundreds of deaths on the battlefield, what they are afraid of is not being able to die.
When there is a shortage of medicines, you can only endure the tearing pain caused by the trauma. It is completely a matter of survival rather than death.
If you are seriously injured on the battlefield, it is unlikely that you can be saved. Maybe I can give you a shot to relieve your pain, but those who are carried down can be saved.
"I don't know how to amputate my legs even if I die, just let them be rotten." There were all kinds of shouts inside. A soldier yelled miserably in the operating room.
But it seems that you have to saw again, because the leader of several female soldiers in a health company screamed: "What are you looking at? Hold him down, if you don't stop sawing, the infection will kill him."
Zhou Weiguo entered the courtyard and saw a stream of red blood on the ground extending into the room. He estimated that these should be a group of wounded soldiers transported from the front line.
He did not look at the wounded soldiers, but walked around, but did not find Xiao Ya. Instead, he found Xueyi, whose eyes were red.
Xueyi must have cried, her eyes were red, the tears on her cheeks were mixed with the sweat on her forehead, and the white coat tied on her front had already been rendered as red by blood as the sunset at dusk.
"Xue Yi, where is Xiao Ya?" Zhou Weiguo took her hand that was not yet clearly stained with blood.
Xueyi raised her eyes and saw that it was Zhou Weiguo. She pointed inside and said, "Inside, Commander, why, why do we have to fight?"
Why fight?
Zhou Weiguo really didn't know how to discuss this issue with Xueyi, a girl in her teens.
He reached out and stroked Xueyi's black hair; "Girl, no one wants to fight, but we have to fight. If we don't fight, our family will be enslaved. If we don't fight, our country will perish."
We will become slaves to the subjugation of our country, and we will be used as cattle and horses for other people for generations to come, even for our children and grandchildren. We don’t want to fight, but sometimes we have to fight."
Xueyi didn't seem to understand this, so Zhou Weiguo looked at Xu Hu not far away and stretched out his hand.
He resented Xu Hu, who was insane, why would he bring an innocent girl like Xueyi to a place that was bloodier than a battlefield?
Seeing Zhou Weiguo's eyes, Xu Hu waved his hands hurriedly, seeing that it was not something he could decide.
Zhou Weiguo patted Xueyi's shoulder; "Let's go out for a walk."
Xueyi shook her head; "I won't leave. The wounded here need our comfort."
Seeing how determined this girl was, Zhou Weiguo had no choice but to give up and go inside.
As soon as he entered, he saw Xiao Ya's back.
Xiao Ya was still wearing the second lieutenant uniform. Without her white coat, she was squatting there to comfort the soldiers lying on the ground. In her white hands, she was holding a cup of steaming water. In her other hand, she was
He held the soldier whose eyes were probably injured and comforted him softly.
"It will get better. You will definitely get better. Even if you really can't see in the future, we are your eyes." She comforted the soldier, and after making sure that the soldier had calmed down, she walked to another soldier.
; "It still hurts, you must hold on, your family is still waiting for you."
Her voice was low, but she was clearly in control, and her voice was trembling.
Xu Hu came to Zhou Weiguo and looked at Xiao Ya inside; "Captain, go and persuade your sister-in-law. She hasn't slept for two days. I can't persuade her. She said she wanted to accompany these injured soldiers.
She cried several times and her eyes were swollen."
Why……
How to persuade? I know Xiao Ya's character well. It is not easy to persuade her to leave. Zhou Weiguo looked sideways at Xu Hu and said, "When did you arrive?"
"The evening before yesterday, after we delivered the things, we went to the mountain city to buy alcohol gauze. As soon as the people in the mountain city heard that it was going to be transported to the front line, they spontaneously started collecting donations. Some pharmacies were even emptied. My sister-in-law rented two
The truck brought the things over, she kept some of them, and the rest has been sent to the military headquarters." Xu Hu looked at Zhou Weiguo and roughly told what happened.
Zhou Weiguo looked at Xu Hu in front of him, hummed, and pointed to Xueyi, who was squatting on the ground not far away and crying; "Take Xueyi away, she is still young, don't let her have any shadow in her heart, you should know,
On the battlefield, we forget about life and death because of the fear and desire to survive caused by the sound of gunfire. But in the field hospital, it is when we really see the difference between life and death. This place is to save lives and heal the wounded, but at the same time, it also has to bear the burden of our frontline combat soldiers.
It’s something you can’t bear. Xueyi’s personality is gentle and she’s not suitable for being in a place like this and being with her for so long. Don’t you understand? Don’t harm her and affect your future generations.”
Zhou Weiguo would not be polite to Xu Hu, because in his heart, he treated Xu Hu, Jiang Yue, Hu Yong and others as his brothers.
Before Xu Hu could speak, Xiao Ya had already cried, her voice low. In the end, she squatted on her hands and covered her face, trembling slightly.
The sadness that could not be concealed made Zhou Weiguo forget about Xu Hu. He immediately ran to Xiao Ya, squatted down and held her already cold hand: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
When Xiao Ya saw it was Zhou Weiguo, her face that was as white as paper and very tired was covered with tears. She threw herself on Zhou Weiguo with a cry and stammered intermittently: "He...he just wants to have a bite of food from his hometown."
Pickles. I just want to have a bite of pickles, Wei Guo, I’m really useless. I can’t even get what he wants to eat at the last moment, I can’t get it. He...he just wants to have a bite of pickles from his hometown."