Yang Mingzhi slowly opened his eyes, and under his blurred vision, an extremely familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Xiao Tao! Why are you here? This is the design bureau!" In desperation, he simply muttered in Chinese.
Upon hearing this, Yang Tao's already red eyes became moist again. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to pinch her husband's cheek, and a smile of relief gradually appeared on her sad little face.
After being pinched like this by her, Yang Mingzhi finally regained some consciousness, but at the same time he also found that his situation was not good.
This body was lying on a relatively soft bed, covered with two layers of blankets. The room was not big, warm light shone through the window, and the air was filled with the smell of alcohol.
His whole body felt limp, his throat felt uncomfortable, and his body seemed to be feverish.
Now Yang Mingzhi can conclude that he appeared in the hospital inexplicably! What is going on?!
"Honey, is this a hospital?!" he asked.
"Yes! It's the hospital!" Yang Tao curled her lips, sat sideways on the hospital bed, and took the initiative to take her husband's right hand, "Brother! You really scared me to death!"
"I?"
"Yes! I almost thought that something happened to you! Just when everyone found out that you had a high fever! You were completely unconscious! It was someone from the Design Bureau, their deputy director named Mr. Hu, who took you
Carry it over here!"
"Is there such a thing?" Yang Mingzhi looked confused. In his opinion, he just fell asleep and even had multiple dreams. The dreams were quickly forgotten, but they were all nightmares, and he always felt depressed.
It's bothering my body. Could it be that the cause of the nightmare is that I'm sick?
When Yang Tao talked about what happened in the morning, she could no longer control her emotions. She arched her back and tears kept dripping on her husband's right arm.
"Brother! You really scare me to death! I know you are busy making weapons, even I don't have time to visit! But you, you almost exhausted yourself to death! If something happens to you, how will my son and I live?
!”
Seeing her crying in pain, Yang Mingzhi also felt uncomfortable in his heart. Although he didn't know what happened, looking at his current situation, could it be that he really fell ill and fell into a coma due to excessive exhaustion?
He touched his wife's cheek happily and murmured, "I'm so sorry for making you two worried."
The conversation was really very one-dimensional, and his wife seemed to have decided that she was pregnant with a brat. Yang Mingzhi didn't care whether the future would be a son or a daughter, but in this war environment, it was understandable that Yang Tao, as a mother, longed for a son.
Yang Mingzhi can also understand her current mood. After all, he is the only relative in the world to her!
But the so-called military commander's responsibility is not only to protect his small family, but the most important thing is everyone, that is, the more than 60,000 soldiers and civilians of the Guerrilla Republic!
Thinking of this, the most important task that he couldn't let go of at the moment drove him to ask. Yang Mingzhi gently pushed his wife away and asked softly: "Dear, after that husband sent me here, he
Did he tell you where he went?"
"Yes... it's an arsenal!" Yang Tao wiped his tears again, "Brother! Are you still thinking about the radar? Don't worry, the people from the design bureau have already taken action. If the husband stays, I just hope you don't
Worry, that man said he would take care of everything!"
"He? He is so confident?!" Yang Mingzhi still can't completely trust his subordinates. After all, this is a big project to manufacture radar. Although there are drawings now, the arsenal and all his colleagues have never had experience in manufacturing this kind of equipment!
Besides, radar is the current cutting-edge technology of the Soviet Union!
Yang Mingzhi immediately panicked, and his strong sense of responsibility drove him to go to the arsenal to find out. After all, if Liguschkov could not fully understand the drawings and started construction without permission, the radar would either not be built well, or there would be problems altogether.
There is only one magnetron. To manufacture other equipment components, some existing important equipment must be dismantled, and a large number of wires and circuit boards were inserted from the crashed aircraft. These various parts are already scarce.
, once there is a problem in a certain link, it will be a fatal blow to radar manufacturing. Because the materials are too limited!
Yang Mingzhi quickly made a move to get out of bed. He moved his body hard and moved his feet outside the bed.
This move scared Yang Tao, and she yelled: "Brother! Are you crazy?! Don't move!"
"No! I have to go and talk to...me...about the radar in person..."
Suddenly, a pain came from his left hand, and at the same time, Carambola also warned: "Brother! You are undergoing an infusion. If you move around, the needle will prick your blood vessels!"
This was no small matter. Yang Mingzhi suddenly turned his head and saw that a rubber tube was indeed inserted into his flaccid right arm. Moreover, beside the not-wide bed, there was also a glass bottle hanging on a wooden frame, among which was a bright glass bottle.
Full of unknown liquid.
This was a war era, and it was a hospital in a swampland with scarce supplies. Medical equipment was limited, and for optimal efficiency, these equipment were reused. Furthermore, the concept of hygiene in this era was far less strong than after the war.
Doctors think it is risky to reuse medical equipment, but everyone believes that the equipment can be reused after being sterilized with boiling water or alcohol.
Yang Mingzhi glanced at the glass bottle a few times and asked nervously: "Xiao Tao, what did you lose to me?!"
"It's medicine!" Carambola continued with a serious look: "You are very ill! It's just a minor illness that turned into a serious illness! What I'm injecting you with now is sulfonamide, and the most precious antibiotic in our hospital is called
What amoxicillin? You should take a good rest now and don’t think too much about anything else!"
"Do you still want to rest? Actually...actually I think I'm in good spirits now and I should be able to continue working."
"Stop forcing yourself!" Yang Tao frowned, looking anxious. "Brother! Haven't you noticed that you still have a low fever?!"
"This...but radar is really important! It is our clairvoyance. As soon as the enemy's plane takes off, we can detect it! So I have to go to the arsenal to supervise, even if I am sick!"
Starfruit is so anxious now that she really wants to stamp her feet!
As a doctor, her duty dictates that she cannot act at the whim of the patient. Furthermore, as a wife, how could she want her husband to work while sick?! His high fever has just subsided and his consciousness has just returned, so nothing can happen again!
Facing her husband who still wanted to go to the ground, the girl made a decisive move! She spread her arms and used her small body to block her husband who wanted to leave the special care ward. She stood resolutely in front of her husband, changing her previous attitude.
Gentle, in an almost cold-blooded threatening tone, he ordered: "I think you dare! Just lie on the bed and rest!"
Yang Mingzhi was startled. He was really startled by the little girl's aura! Especially the look in her eyes. His wife would only show such a sharp and fierce side when she was killing enemies on the battlefield. This expression was strange to him.