At around ten o'clock at night, the new soil in Huaishugou slowly loosened, and Hu Zhanbiao climbed out with difficulty.
Fortunately, it never rained in Yanjin, and the soil was dry and loose. If it had been that kind of wet, muddy soil, it would have been impossible for Hu Zhanbiao to come out with the serious injuries he suffered.
Hu Zhanbiao endured the severe pain of the wound, tore off a piece of shirt and bandaged the wound, which temporarily stopped the bleeding.
In order to prevent the Japanese from discovering the abnormality and searching for him everywhere tomorrow, Hu Zhanbiao restored the new soil where his comrades were buried to its original state as much as possible before limping out of Huaishugou.
Back then, the 38th Division Pistol Regiment was stationed not far from here. Hu Zhanbiao was quite familiar with the terrain. He walked on secluded paths with unsteady steps in the dark. If he encountered a patrol, he would still be dead.
After walking through two alleys, Hu Zhanbiao came to the door of a house, leaned against the wall and breathed for a while, then reached out and knocked on the door: "Tuk-tuk, Tuk-tuk!"
After a while, the lights in the room turned on, and a woman's voice asked: "Who is it?"
"It's me, Lao Hu!" Hu Zhanbiao whispered.
The woman in the room was named Yu Rong, and she was a former sweetheart of his. Whether he could trust her or not, he couldn't think about that much now. He could only hope for that one night of marriage and a hundred nights of kindness.
"You said... who are you?" Yu Rong hesitated and asked again.
"Hu Zhanbiao!" Hu Zhanbiao felt a little unable to support himself, so he barely leaned against the wall to avoid falling.
The door creaked open, and a woman about thirty years old leaned out half of her body. Hu Zhanbiao's body softened and he fell at her feet.
The woman screamed, took two steps back, and asked tremblingly: "Lao Hu...is it really you?"
Hu Zhanbiao coughed twice and said: "Don't make any noise...get me in...the door...close it!"
Yu Rong panicked for a while and struggled to drag Hu Zhanbiao into the house. Then she looked outside and quickly turned around to close the door.
Hu Zhanbiao was lying on the ground covered in dirt, and the wounds that had been simply bandaged were soaked with blood.
Yu Rong was trembling all over and said, "Lao Hu, you... what's wrong with you?"
"...is there any medicine?"
"What medicine?"
"Hemostatic drugs and anti-inflammatory drugs will do!"
"Wait a minute..."
These days, Yurong rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find hemostatic and anti-inflammatory drugs in ordinary people's homes, but found nothing except a few cold pills.
Hu Zhanbiao knew the severity of his injuries. Without a surgical operation, his chances of survival were very slim.
He gasped and said: "Yu Rong, thank you for letting me in..."
Yu Rong tore off a bed sheet, wrapped it around Hu Zhanbiao's wound several times, wiped her tears and said, "What bastard words did you say..."
"Don't cry... I said something wrong... Are you... not married?"
"Marry you as a ghost!" Yu Rong brought a basin of water to wipe the stains on Hu Zhanbiao's face.
"Then what do you do for a living?"
"Working as a servant for a wealthy family, washing and washing..."
"Tuk-tuk!" There was a gentle knock on the door.
Yu Rong and Hu Zhanbiao were both startled and looked at each other. Yu Rong bravely asked: "Who is it?"
"Mr. Zhong." There was a hoarse voice outside the door that was obviously deliberately pretending.
"What kind of doctor..."
"Hurry up, if you wait a little longer, Hu Zhanbiao will not survive!" The voice outside the door urged in a low voice.
Hu Zhanbiao thought for a while, if the Japanese came to arrest him, they would never be so polite. At least the person coming would not be an enemy.
"Yu Rong, open the door."
Just as Yu Rong took off the door latch, a masked man pushed open the door and walked in. He turned around and quickly locked the door. He was also carrying a small box in his hand.
Hu Zhanbiao asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
The masked man - Jiang Xinyu said: "A Chinese who still has a conscience happened to see you crawling out of the pile of dead people and wanted to save your life!"
Yu Rong said timidly: "Why are you covering your face?"
Jiang Xinyu glanced at her and said, "Protect yourself!"
As he spoke, Jiang Xinyu stepped into the bedroom, moved the quilt on the bed aside, and turned off the dim light bulb.
He turned around and opened the small box he brought with him, took out a large light bulb and replaced it. The bedroom suddenly became bright.
"Hu Zhanbiao, can you come up yourself?" Jiang Xinyu pointed to the bed in the bedroom.
Inside the opened small box were some simple surgical instruments.
Hu Zhanbiao said in surprise: "You want to perform surgery on me?"
Jiang Xinyu glanced at his watch and said, "Why else would I come here to watch you two lovers stage a life-and-death farewell?"
Hu Zhanbiao stood up holding on to the wall and walked slowly to the bed. Yu Rong quickly stepped forward to help him get into bed.
Jiang Xinyu said: "Take off all his clothes for him."
Yu Rong blushed and reached out to unbutton Hu Zhanbiao's clothes.
Hu Zhanbiao said: "I can do it myself..."
Jiang Xinyu urged: "Stop showing off! If you are not afraid of death, are you still afraid of a woman taking off your clothes for you?"
Hu Zhanbiao glanced at Yu Rong and said, "But..."
Jiang Xinyu said impatiently: "But what? If you can survive, just marry such a woman! Seeing as you are also a cheerful man, why can't you do this kind of thing worse than a woman!"
Hu Zhanbiao said doubtfully: "Do you know me?"
Jiang Xinyu shook his head and said: "I said, I am a conscientious Chinese. If I encounter this kind of thing, I can't bear to die without saving it!"
When Hu Zhanbiao was lying on the bed wearing only a pair of shorts, Jiang Xinyu walked over with a small box and said: "Hu Zhanbiao, you have to be mentally prepared. My medical skills have not been practiced for several years. If I can't save you, I can only save you."
Take it to the wild and bury it.”
Hu Zhanbiao glanced at the nervous Yu Rong and said, "It doesn't matter, otherwise I won't survive tonight. It doesn't matter if I die. It's best not to hurt others."
Jiang Xinyu nodded and said: "You are a good man, otherwise I would be too lazy to save you!"
I checked Hu Zhanbiao's injuries. Fortunately, no internal organs were injured. He studied medicine when he was a student, and the military special agents also had simple surgical training, so he felt that he could cope with it.
——Witnessing more than 20 compatriots fall under the Japanese bayonets, Jiang Xinyu felt as if his heart was bleeding, because those were not ordinary 20 people, they were all tough and good men!
After leaving the gendarmerie, Jiang Xinyu went home to get the medicine box, and then hid in the dark and watched from a distance. He could not save Hu Zhanbiao himself because the risk would be too great.
It wasn't until he saw Hu Zhanbiao actually escaping that Jiang Xinyu followed him.
From the perspective of intelligence work, Jiang Xinyu's behavior was extremely risky. Moreover, he was only saving an ordinary junior officer of the national army. Even the military commander was unlikely to agree to his doing this.
Jiang Xinyu felt that if he didn't come to the rescue, he might have an uneasy conscience for the rest of his life!