Although there were injured people everywhere outside the ward, they made all kinds of snoring sounds, whispers, groans, screams of pain and even crying. At the same time, Shulka could only lie on his side... His wounds were on his back and he could not lie flat.
But Shulka fell asleep anyway.
Perhaps this was because he knew for the first time in a long time that he could put everything down and sleep easily.
Shulka didn't wake up until noon the next day. When she opened her eyes, she saw Varrasha sitting by the bed, with a hint of worry in the smile on her face.
"Varrasa, why are you here?" Shulka asked.
"Have you forgotten what I do?" Varrasa replied: "I am a reporter, Shulka!"
"Yes, of course I know!" Shulka said: "So, are you here to interview me?"
Varrasa laughed: "If you wish!"
"Do you know the situation in the First Battalion?" Shulka asked.
"Yes!" Varrasa nodded: "After you repelled the enemy, reinforcements from the 316th Division arrived. They drove the enemy out of the defense line. Volokolamsk is still in our hands, not even an inch
There’s no shortage of land!”
"Very good!" Shulka breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't you want to hear anything else?" Varrasa asked, peeling an apple and cutting a small piece into Shulka's mouth.
Shulka chewed greedily... He hadn't tasted fruit for a long time. This was definitely a rarity in Moscow at this time, especially in the cold winter.
Then Shulka found a basket of apples on the bedside, and couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Where did this come from?"
"Don't look at me like that!" Varrasa said, "Comrade Zhukov sent this to you before you woke up!"
"Comrade Zhukov?" Shulka was a little surprised.
"Yes!" Valrasa said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, Comrade Shulka, the whole of Moscow was shocked... You sank nearly a hundred German tanks to the bottom of the lake, and you only used some disguises!"
As he said this, Valrasa looked at Shulka with incredible eyes: "I can't believe how you did it. I mean, I can't believe that the hero who did this is right in front of me!"
"my family……"
"They are fine!" Valrasa said: "They are very proud of you. I didn't tell them that you were injured!"
"Thank you, Valrasa!"
"Shulka, I don't know whether I should say it or not!" Varrasa shook his head and said: "They told me that you go blow up tanks alone... You don't need to do this, understand? I hope you think more about yourself,
You are already a second lieutenant!"
"I understand!" Shulka nodded: "I know what I am doing!"
Shurka really understood the meaning of Valrasa's words. She hoped that Shurka would not be so "brave" on the battlefield. As a second lieutenant, he could delegate some dangerous tasks to his subordinates.
Of course, Valrasa cannot speak too clearly, as this is not allowed.
But Valrasa didn't understand that war was not something she imagined. It could be measured to a certain extent, such as thinking more about yourself.
In fact, many times it is the enemy who leaves Shulka with no other choice. It is a place of life or death, just like gambling, there is no middle state.
Shulka took risks precisely to stay alive.
"Valrasa!" At this time, someone called outside the door: "The newspaper office phone number!"
"I should go back!" Valrasa hurriedly took the coat from the side and put it on: "I told them that I came to interview you, and they are waiting for my first-hand news... I will come to see you again, okay
?"
Without waiting for Shulka to answer, Varrasa suddenly turned around and kissed Shulka's lips.
It seemed like a long time, but it seemed like only a moment, like snowflakes falling on the ice and condensing for a moment, with some perfume smell, which made Shulka couldn't help but react.
"My hero!" Varrasha hugged Shulka carefully, and then reluctantly left.
Then, Shulka soon understood what Varrasa meant by "sensational".
As soon as Valrasa walked away, there was a group of lightly wounded people... No, they were not all lightly wounded, because Shulka saw some people with broken legs and using crutches.
"Comrade Shulka, can you tell us your story?"
"Comrade Shulka, tell me how you defeated the Germans?"
…
They poured in one after another, making Shulka a little overwhelmed... Were they waiting outside the door just now?!
Fortunately, Dr. Anatoly came to rescue Shulka.
"Comrades, Comrade Shulka needs to rest!" Dr. Anatoly said, "You must not want me to call the guards!"
So the wounded retreated reluctantly.
"If you need anything..." Dr. Anatoly raised his head to the middle-aged nurse beside him: "You can tell Nurse Andryusha!"
Shulka remembered this nurse, it was she who called the doctor when Shulka woke up.
"Nice to meet you, Comrade Shulka!" The nurse was a little nervous. She wiped her hand on her white coat before daring to step forward and shake hands with Shulka.
"Thank you very much!" Shulka said, "for taking care of me during this time!"
"No, don't say that...this, this is what I should do!"
Shulka's words seemed to frighten the nurse.
Later, Shulka realized what kind of treatment he had received... Others had a ward with more than a dozen people, and because there were too many injured, quite a few people had to live in unheated tents outside the hospital.
But Shulka has a separate ward. Not only that, there is a dedicated nurse. This nurse Andryusha is very experienced. She can usually solve most problems. At the same time, Anatoly is the best in this hospital.
If the surgery is not relatively complicated, it is generally not possible for him to be scheduled by a doctor.
On top of that there are nutritious meals and sometimes you even get fresh beef... fresh beef rather than canned beef.
As for Shulka, in the final analysis, it was just a superficial injury, but Anatoli followed him throughout the whole process.
But this seems normal.
At this time, Shulka was already a hero that attracted much attention. Moscow needed such a hero to strengthen the confidence of the troops and the people to continue fighting against the enemy and boost their morale, so of course nothing could happen to Shulka.
But later Shulka learned that the reason why Dr. Anatoly was willing to follow him throughout the process was not only because Shulka was a hero, not only because of the order of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but also because Shulka was kind to Dr. Anatoly.