Yu Rong became the only helper available. Fortunately, she was very smart. After Jiang Xinyu taught her twice, she basically remembered the names of more than a dozen surgical instruments.
At dawn, Jiang Xinyu began to perform the final stitches.
The operation lasted most of the night. On the one hand, Hu Zhanbiao's injury was relatively serious, and on the other hand, as Jiang Xinyu himself said, he did not have much practical operation experience.
The last time I completed a surgical operation under the guidance of a teacher was five or six years ago.
After washing his hands, Jiang Xinyu carefully wiped the surgical instruments clean and put them back into the small box.
Yu Rong looked at Hu Zhanbiao and asked softly: "How do you feel now?"
"It's okay..." The anesthetic was a bit too strong, and Hu Zhanbiao was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Jiang Xinyu took out two small medicine bottles and handed them to Yu Rong, saying: "The black bottle is for painkillers. Take one pill every eight hours. If he can't stand the pain, add an extra pill. The white bottle is for anti-inflammatory drugs. Take it every day."
one slice."
Yu Rong nodded and said, "I remember... Sir, is he okay?"
Jiang Xinyu shook his head and said, "I can't guarantee this. Whether he can survive or not depends on his luck."
Yu Rong was so panicked that she didn't know what to say.
"In case he dies, you draw a five-pointed star on the wall at the entrance of the alley, and I will help you deal with him then."
Yu Rong looked at Jiang Xinyu in surprise. When this "herald" talked about a person's life and death, it was as if he were talking about kittens and puppies, without any emotion in his tone.
Jiang Xinyu picked up the small box and said, "Is there a stove at home?"
"have."
"Burn all Hu Zhanbiao's clothes. Also, while he is recuperating, don't let anyone know that there is a wounded person in your home!"
"I know."
Jiang Xinyu unlocked the door, looked outside, and walked out quickly.
Yu Rong locked the door, turned around and came to the bedside, and said: "Old Hu, you can rest in peace and recover. I am a single woman, and it is not easy for outsiders to come to my home."
Hu Zhanbiao murmured: "...he must not be...an ordinary person..."
"Who? Oh, you're talking about the doctor?"
"There is no such doctor..."
"Don't think so much, just sleep for a while."
The wound that had just been operated on was even more painful than when the bayonet was inserted. Fortunately, there were no complications after the operation, and Hu Zhanbiao miraculously survived.
A week later in the evening, Jiang Xinyu came to Yu Rong's home again. Before coming, he repeatedly inspected the nearby situation to make sure there was no danger.
The gendarmerie found no abnormalities, so it was naturally impossible to conduct surveillance on nearby ordinary residential areas.
"Hey, you're recovering well. Can you eat now?" Jiang Xinyu walked into the bedroom. There was half a bowl of gruel beside the bed.
Hu Zhanbiao looked at Jiang Xinyu and said, "What's your surname?"
Jiang Xinyu pulled up the mask and said: "The name is just a code name, who I am is not that important."
Hu Zhanbiao said solemnly: "I will never thank you for your kindness. No matter who you are, from now on, I, Hu Zhanbiao, can take my life if you need it!"
Jiang Xinyu said calmly: "Keep your life for yourself, I don't need it."
Yu Rong walked in and took out the porridge bowl.
Hu Zhanbiao tentatively said to Jiang Xinyu: "Are you the military commander?"
Jiang Xinyu was noncommittal and said: "I came here today to remove your stitches... When the injury is completely healed, you can shave your beard and leave Yanjin as soon as possible."
Hu Zhanbiao continued to ask: "That is Zhongtong?"
Jiang Xinyu said while removing the sutures: "You can recover so quickly, and your physical fitness also plays a key role..."
Hu Zhanbiao pondered and said: "Or is it the Communist Party?"
Jiang Xinyu said: "How did you identify me as a secret agent? Didn't I tell you? I just have a conscience..."
He lowered his head to remove Hu Zhanbiao's stitches, but the other party unexpectedly pulled off his mask. Jiang Xinyu was surprised and quickly put the mask back on.
Jiang Xinyu looked back at Yu Rong who was busy outside, and whispered: "What are you going to do!"
Hu Zhanbiao opened his mouth in surprise, and after a while he said: "It turns out it's you..."
"Shh!" Jiang Xinyu raised his index finger to signal him to be quiet.
Thinking of his scolding Jiang Xinyu, Hu Zhanbiao said with shame: "Mr. Jiang, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you at that time... Oh, otherwise, you could have scolded me!"
"Don't blame those who don't know. Do you know that my surname is Jiang?"
"I heard that Miyamoto call you Captain Jiang. After being imprisoned for more than two years, you can understand the Japanese a little bit."
"Hu Zhanbiao, I only have one request for you, don't mention my identity to anyone, okay?"
Hu Zhanbiao said: "You don't have to worry about your identity being leaked. I won't surrender until my death, little devil. How can I still surrender you?"
Jiang Xinyu said calmly: "I'm not worried about you."
Hu Zhanbiao glanced at Yu Rong outside and whispered: "Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I swear to God, I will not mention you to anyone."
Jiang Xinyu put the removed thread on the table and said, "I don't understand, why do you have to know who I am?"
Hu Zhanbiao said confidently: "How can I repay you in the future if I don't even know what my savior looks like?"
"There is nothing to repay, it's just your luck."
Hu Zhanbiao suddenly said: "I remember, you threw that reed to me too, right?"
Jiang Xinyu smiled and said, "I am also the one who stepped on you."
"I'm just telling you, how can I be so lucky? I just got a breathable reed..."
"No, you are indeed lucky. If you are buried under the Japanese soldiers, even the reed cannot save you."
"……Who are you?"
"I am a special agent at the Yanjin Station of the Military Government."
For a loyal man like Hu Zhanbiao who had withstood the test of life and death, Jiang Xinyu was not worried about his identity as a military commander being exposed. The only thing he needed to be careful about was Yu Rong, after all, he didn't know her very well.
"Mr. Jiang, I also have a request."
"I know, you want to return to the army."
"right."
"But as far as I know, since General Zhang was martyred in the Battle of Xiangyang, the establishment of the 38th Division has been cancelled."
"...What about our pistol regiment? The leader is Qi Guangyuan."
Jiang Xinyu thought for a while and said: "Qi Guangyuan... seems to have gone to the 180th Division as the deputy commander. I don't know the specific situation."
"Then I'll go to the 180th Division. No matter what, if I can't go to the battlefield to kill the Japanese with my own hands, I'll be sorry for the dead brothers!" Hu Zhanbiao said bitterly.
Jiang Xinyu shook his head and said: "You don't have a good citizen certificate, and you still have injuries from torture. I'm afraid it will be difficult to go through various checkpoints along the way..."
Hu Zhanbiao said: "I have a way to ensure that there will be no problem!"