With the addition of Mao Shiba and others, the speed of treating wounded soldiers is gradually accelerating.
The doctors did not believe in the therapeutic effect of traditional Chinese medicine, so they did not dare to let Mao Shiba and others take care of the wounded independently. After Qin Zhiyuan's coordination, the military doctors were mainly responsible for treating the wounds, and then Mao Shiba and others were responsible for suturing and bandaging the wounds.
In this way, the speed of treatment was greatly accelerated. By the end of the day, Mao Shiba and the others had treated nearly a thousand wounded people.
Since we have saved so many people, the harvest is also very rich.
More than thirteen thousand francs, more than twenty pocket watches, more than fifty Luger pistols, twelve military and civilian binoculars, and a Cartier Santos watch that had just appeared before the war.
This situation made everyone dumbfounded. The wounded soldiers loved and hated the Chinese workers. What they loved was that their craftsmanship was really good and they could treat wounds quickly and well, and they could minimize the pain of the wounded soldiers. What they hated was that their skills were really good.
This is to help people string money together, and they insist on getting money. If they don't give money or give less money, these people will immediately turn into old women. Their movements are slow and rude, and the wound can be finished with three stitches in ten seconds.
, I have to give you 17 or 18 stitches in five minutes.
Although the speed of treating the wounded is accelerating, there are still more wounded soldiers who have not received treatment in time. Listening to the groans of the compatriots suppressing pain and watching the large number of wounded soldiers still lining up behind, the wounded soldiers who are receiving treatment
I had to take out all my belongings and hand them over to the Chinese workers, begging them to act faster so that more people could be treated as soon as possible.
The Chinese workers transformed into military doctors, and the captain in charge of logistics was also dumbfounded. Several times, the captain came to Qin Zhiyuan and wanted Qin Zhiyuan to organize the Chinese workers to transport supplies, but when he took another look at the stretcher with no end in sight,
The captain finally gave up on the outrageous idea and hired a group of turbaned Indian laborers to transport supplies.
After a while, this group of Indian laborers came back from delivering supplies. The leader found Captain Qi Qi Ai and said: Sir, Major Bastian will not let us enter the trenches. He named Qin and asked Qin to be responsible for his supplies, and asked Qin to go up now.
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The captain muttered a few words and turned to look for Qin Zhiyuan.
With the captain's IQ, he couldn't figure it out. They were obviously a group of laborers who could only do the simplest work, but how could they suddenly become a group of hotpots? One thing the captain was sure of was that I was afraid that he would not be able to work with Qin Zhiyuan in the future.
You can't get gold coins here.
Qin, this is the situation. The captain found Qin Zhiyuan and conveyed Major Bastian's request.
Well, I am very happy to serve Major Bastian, but look at the current situation, we are really overwhelmed. After all, saving lives is more important, right? Qin Zhiyuan, who was also involved in dressing the wounds, looked at the man lying on the stretcher.
The compassionate faces of the wounded clearly demonstrated their dilemma.
Fuck Major Bastian, Qin, save these children first, I will give him an explanation from Major Bastian. The wounded who were waiting to be bandaged shouted loudly, Qin Zhiyuan took a closer look, this
The wounded man's military rank was also major.
Yes, before the officer could wait for Qin Zhiyuan to respond, the captain energetically saluted with a military salute, then turned around and left neatly.
Qin Zhiyuan shook his head, half-kneeling on the ground and continued to treat the wound. The major was seriously injured. His thigh was blasted with a nearly foot-long wound by the shell fragments. The wound looked very scary with its hideous skin and flesh.
While Qin Zhiyuan was treating the wound, the major's face turned pale, with big beads of sweat rolling down his head. His body was trembling slightly, obviously trying to endure the pain.
Damn it. Qin Zhiyuan was suturing when he suddenly picked out a medical cotton ball from the wound. Apparently, this was what the military doctor had forgotten in the wound when he was treating it.
Oh my God, when Qin Zhiyuan found a cotton ball from his wound, the major was stunned, and then started to curse: These damn people, this is a crime, this is murder, I want to accuse them, I must accuse them
Calm down, Mr. Major. Qin Zhiyuan calmed the major's emotions gently but firmly. Maybe it was Qin Zhiyuan's voice that was magical, or maybe it was the embroidered condom on Qin Zhiyuan's arm that worked. The major's mood slowly calmed down.
Come down.
Love is patient, love is kind; love does not envy; love does not boast, is not arrogant, does not do anything rude, does not seek its own, is not easily angered, does not take into account a wrong done to others, does not rejoice in injustice, but rejoices
Truth; bear all things, believe all things, hope all things, endure all things; love never ends. Qin Zhiyuan recited classic quotations from the Bible softly, while his hands kept busy.
Love is patient, love is kind; love does not envy; love does not boast, is not arrogant, does not do anything rude, does not seek its own, is not easily angered, does not take into account a wrong done to others, does not rejoice in injustice, but rejoices
Truth; bear all things, believe all things, hope all things, endure all things; love never ends. The major repeated Qin Zhiyuan's words softly, his expression was both pious and ashamed, and his eyes were full of tears.
Love is long-suffering, and there is more kindness. The wounded soldiers recited it in a low voice, gradually forming a wave of sound that filled every corner of the wounded soldiers camp.
An emotion called love is growing and spreading, like a candlelight in the darkness, like a bonfire in the cold winter, warming every lonely soldier and nourishing every wounded heart.
Well, Major, I wish you a speedy recovery. As everyone recited in unison, Qin Zhiyuan tied the last bow on the major's bandage.
Thank you, Qin, thank you very much. I can't express my feelings at this moment, you are really an angel. The major held Qin Zhiyuan's hand with tears streaming down his face, expressing his gratitude incoherently.
God bless, you will get better. Qin Zhiyuan gently shook the major's hand, and then motioned to the wounded soldiers waiting next to him.
Wait, I give this to you, hoping to express my gratitude. The major took out a Luger P08 pistol from his waist and handed it to Qin Zhiyuan.
This is a high-end product that is similar to a commemorative pistol. It has a slender barrel, a gun with exquisite silver carvings and inlays, and a pure white ivory handle. You can tell at a glance that it is of extraordinary value.
Wow, she is so beautiful, so beautiful. But this must be your favorite thing, please forgive me for not accepting it. Although Qin Zhiyuan was happy to see her, he still stopped himself.
The p08 pistol was the most valuable collectible of the Allied Forces until World War II. This craft pistol, which obviously has a noble pedigree, might be the personal belongings of a certain German marshal, and has even more collectible value. Such a good item,
It is the best souvenir for soldiers. Although Qin Zhiyuan hates Western countries, compared to individuals, Qin Zhiyuan is not willing to take advantage of others.
No, you must accept it. The major was very determined and insisted on giving this gun to Qin Zhiyuan.
The two people who were reading the Bible just now were trying to give way when a group of priests suddenly ran up next to them.
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