After doing these things, Ning Shu planned to go back. The chief named Ning Shu said to Ning Shu: "You go back first, and when the chief has something to do, I will call you over again."
"Okay." Ning Shu left with the medicine box on his back. The cat walked in the trenches with her waist down. When he encountered the wounded soldier, he immediately put down the medicine box for rescue.
When I returned to the tent, I saw that Fang Feifei was so busy, because she hadn't done these things, she was in a hurry. Seeing Ning Shu came back, she let out a long sigh, "You always come back."
Ning Shu put down the medicine box, put on gloves, and asked Fang Feifei, "Whose wound is more serious?"
"The one over there was shot twice." Fang Feifei pointed at the person on a wooden board, Ning Shu walked over, felt her pulse, it was very weak, and Fang Feifei's powder was still on the wound.
Ning Shu took out the silver needle and stuck two needles on the soldier's body, and then began to treat the wound.
Fang Feifei stared at Ning Shu in a daze, feeling that the person in front of him was not like Zhu Su Niang, who was illiterate in Yan Qiu's mouth. How could he be a child-in-law who didn't understand anything in Zhu Yanqiu's mouth when he dealt with the wounds calmly.
It was dark now, and Ning Shu couldn't see the wounds anymore. After a day of busy work, his eyes couldn't bear it, and he was struggling to bend over with a scalpel.
"Get the light over there for me, I can't see it." Ning Shuchao said to Fang Feifei who was standing over there.
"Oh, okay." Fang Feifei brought the oil lamp over there, leaning in front of Ning Shu, and Ning Shu could barely see it.
The artillery fire gradually became quieter, and the gunfire was not as intense as before. Ning Shu knew that today's battle was over.
Sewing up the wound of the wounded, Ning Shu stretched out and let out a long breath, so tired.
After the battle, many more wounded were brought over. Ning Shu stepped up treatment, because it was getting dark, Fang Feifei had always been helping to carry the oil lamp. Fang Feifei had sore one hand, so she changed the other hand.
After working for a long time, I finally dealt with the wounds of the wounded. It was already dark outside, and it was probably ten o'clock.
After it was over, Ning Shu thanked Fang Feifei, Fang Feifei said nothing, put down the oil lamp, and stood by Zhu Yanqiu's side.
Ning Shu moved her stiff neck, and finally was able to rest well. Ning Shu wiped her scalpels, scissors, and other scalpels clean and put them in the box. The medicine box contained a lot less powder. One day, it seems to save money. Ning Shu feels that she should ask for medical resources from the people at the top. She is a military doctor. But without anti-inflammatory western medicine, Ning Shu can't save people no matter how great it is.
When it was time to eat, the cook brought some rice over here. The meal was very simple. It was rice soup with pickled vegetables Wowotou. Ning Shu gnawed at Wowotou and drank the water-like rice soup when she couldn't swallow it.
Fang Feifei couldn't eat these things, so she put it down after one bite, and took out the chocolate from her pocket. Ning Shu saw Fang Feifei eating chocolate. At this time, chocolate was a very expensive foreigner's candy.
It's really inhuman.
Zhu Yanqiu, who had been in a coma for almost a long time, finally woke up. When he opened his eyes, he was still a little dazed. After moving his body, he took a breath of pain.
"Yanqiu, you lie down and don't move." Fang Feifei quickly held down Zhu Yanqiu to prevent him from getting up.
"Feifei." Zhu Yanqiu saw Fang Feifei with a smile on his face. Fang Feifei burst into tears and said in a crying voice; "You really scared me to death. I thought you couldn't wake up."
"No." Zhu Yanqiu was bared with pain, and Fang Feifei quickly delivered the rice soup in the bowl to Zhu Yanqiu's mouth, "Drink some water."
Zhu Yanqiu was enjoying Fang Feifei's care, and it seemed that even if she was injured, she was still happy.
Ning Shu was gnawing on Wowotou, watching the two people get tired and crooked. After eating Wowotou, Ning Shu began to check whether the wounded of these people had a fever. The fever was also fatal.
Ning Shu saw that many of the wounded were already disabled and had little combat effectiveness. It was estimated that they would be sent home by the army for compensation.
Life in troubled times is the least valuable. These people are at least still alive, and those who are hit and killed on the spot are much better.
"Military doctor, come with me soon, the officer has a fever." The former officer said to Ning Shu.
When Ning Shu listened, he straddled the medicine box on his shoulders, and followed without a word.
Zhu Yanqiu, who was drinking rice soup, only saw Ning Shu's back. He couldn't see it really under the dim light. Chao Fang Feifei asked, "Are our military doctors female?"
Fang Feifei had a meal with the bowl in his hand, but said nothing.
Ning Shu came to the chief's tent. The chief was sleeping on a simple wooden bed. His body was slender, and his body was longer than a wooden plank.
He walked over and touched his forehead, then looked at his wound. The gauze on the wound was bleeding and sweating. Ning Shu quickly said, "Get some water to wipe his body."
Ning Shu opened the medicine box, melted the western medicine and fed it to the chief officer.
A guard dipped water and wiped the officer's body.
Ning Shu changed the gauze on the wound again.
She did everything she could, and if she couldn't survive, Ning Shu said she was powerless.
"Where did all these things come from in your box?" the officer asked Ning Shu.
Ning Shu said, "I prepared it myself."
"You go back first, I will call you again if the chief has anything to do." The officer said to Ning Shu, "What is your name?"
"Zhu Su Niang." Ning Shu straddled the medicine box on his shoulders.
"Then I call you Military Doctor Zhu, I am Tang Zheng." Tang Zhengchao Ning Shu said.
"Officer Tang." Ning Shu yelled politely, and then said: "The army is very short of drugs. Simple physical therapy alone cannot save the lives of soldiers. Can you draw some medical resources?"
Tang Zhengtan said, "I can't give you an accurate answer. Let's wait until the officer wakes up. It's not just that our army is short of medicine, but everything else is the same."
Ning Shu could only nod. During the war, not only was the shortage of medical resources, but also the shortage of food. Ning Shu regretted not getting more medicine.
She thought that medical resources would be in short supply, but she didn't expect to be so in short supply. If she hadn't prepared anything in advance, she wouldn't be able to numb her claws in the face of such a situation.
It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice!
Back to the tent with the medicine box on his back, dizzy and busy for a day, Ning Shu just fell on the wooden board and planned to squint for a while.
I don’t know what’s going on tomorrow. In the fierce battle day after day, no one knows whether he will be alive tomorrow, how many comrades in arms around him will fall, and whether he will fall like his comrades in the next moment.
The human heart is greedy and vicious, plundering, and tyrannical.
In order to survive, we must take up arms to resist.
(End of this chapter)