Ye Zhen left Yuncheng and went to the front line. Traffic and information here were almost cut off, except for medical staff and wounded soldiers. They are isolated from the world, but they are witnessing the cruelest things in the world.
They set up a temporary operating room and dressing room in the dense forest, hidden under the shade of tall trees. The trucks brought in soldiers dripping with blood and unconscious. Of course, new graves would be piled up on the top of the mountain every day.
Ye Zhen's white coat was also stained with blood. In addition to the horror of the environment and war, there was also the urgency and despair of medical supplies dwindling in large quantities every day - this was an era where even transporting supplies required a desperate effort.
Moreover, Ye Zhen has long discovered that the technology of "blood transfusion" here is still very backward. Only a few hospitals in big cities can carry out it. Field medical blood transfusion is very difficult, or almost impossible to implement. Of course, the medical equipment is also extremely backward.
Under such circumstances, it is extremely difficult to survive.
Under such circumstances, they rarely even have time to rest. They often find a place to lie down and fall asleep, and suddenly wake up from their dreams and get up immediately. Ye Zhen can hardly remember how long she has been here, and she has not thought about the world outside the mountains and forests for a long time.
"Ye Zhen, Doctor Bai asked you to come over."
"Okay, come on."
She stood up supporting the wall and ran over.
Dr. Bai was one of the dozen or so people who came with her, and he was also the person with the highest and best medical skills and the person in charge of all medical skills. Ever since she came to Yuncheng, she has been working as an assistant under Dr. Bai. He knew how to do it as long as he saw her once. He discovered her, admired her talent and intelligence, and kept him with him.
He is over forty years old and looks very unsmiling. He has a frown all year round, his temples are gray, and his face is covered with fine lines. He looks extremely old.
Ye Zhen was very grateful to him because he never asked about her background. He knew that she had good abilities and had a photographic memory, so he tried his best to tell her everything he knew. He worked hard and wanted to train one more doctor for this troubled world. .
Until one day, their secret medical station was discovered, and several airdrops fell. Ye Zhen saw with her own eyes that the lives they had finally saved were lost to black and white again, with screams, murderous roars, gunshots, explosions...
The roar of planes is still overhead and the sun is still shining brightly, but here it feels like hell.
Four of the doctors and nurses who came with Ye Zhen died.
They had to move again.
It wasn't until ten days later that they climbed over mountains and ridges and finally arrived at a small base.
Ye Zhen finally took a sip of hot water and changed out of her blood-stained clothes. The female soldier who led her forward suddenly saluted: "Thank you for your hard work, comrade!"
Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment and shook her head.
What does this mean to her
In the evening, she wrote a letter to Ye Zhikai and Wang Mingxue, saying that she was well and not to be missed, and that she would go home when the time was right, asking them to take care of themselves and wait to be reunited with her family.
After writing one letter, she wrote a second letter, which was addressed to Sheng Lun.
She said that she saw many like-minded companions in our dreams. They were not afraid of hardships and dangers, and were not afraid of death. For the sake of the righteousness of their family and country, they were not afraid even if they shed rivers of blood.
She said, cousin, there are many people walking with us on the road to our dreams and goals. Even though we are separated by a long distance, we don’t feel lonely anymore.
Ye Zhen handed the letter to the person who was out shopping and asked him to deliver it to the mailbox.
Turning around, she borrowed a few medical books and tinkered with simple blood transfusion equipment. With the equipment, blood collection and identification were also indispensable. She wrote down everything she knew in the notebook and shared it with everyone. The moment the blood transfusion was successful, someone cried with joy.
Someone asked her: "How do you do this?"
Ye Zhen said: "Teacher Bai showed me his notes. These are his thoughts."
Teacher Bai
He died in an enemy attack.
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Ye Zhen only stayed in this place for half a month before following the troops to the front line.
She received no reply because she sent the letter without an address. She knew she wouldn't stay here long, let alone reveal her address.
In the next year, she moved around and became a real doctor from a nurse. With her high medical skills, people who undergo her surgery have a greater chance of survival. Gradually, the reputation of "Dr. Ye" spreads.
She never forgot to write letters to her family and Sheng Lun. Whenever she had time, she would enclose a letter. Sometimes it could be sent, and sometimes it would be locked in her box for ten and a half months. Gradually, she also accumulated There were many letters, and when they were ready to be sent, she took out the bottom one from the box.
Although she couldn't wait for a reply, she wrote to her as if they were still chatting and joking.
She wanted her family to know she was still alive.
When you are alive, you have expectations.
It wasn't until the next year that they survived the cold winter and heavy snow, but they also faced enemy artillery fire.
Ye Zhen met a special person on this day. She had just finished an unknown number of operations, and a man holding his legs and crying was brought up. I heard that he was a reporter who came to the front line to cover, Ye Zhen At first glance, it was Wang Guoqiang. He probably didn't expect to see Ye Zhen like this. After being surprised, he said: "Sister, long time no see."
A simple sentence can actually make people feel incredibly warm.
Ye Zhen smiled: "Don't worry."
He was shot, and anesthesia was in short supply. A cloth was stuffed in his mouth and he was forced to remove it. After removing it, he was sweating all over and passed out before he could speak. After Wang Guoqiang was carried away, someone else was sent.
Until midnight, Ye Zhen took off her mask, washed her hands, and took a bite of food.
She held the iron lunch box and looked at the dark mountains. She seemed to be able to hear the deafening shouts and the sound of artillery fire in the distance.
"Dr. Ye, do you miss home?"
"think."
"Dr. Ye, I really admire you. No matter what you encounter, you remain calm and are not afraid to back down. I can't be as strong as you."
"Because I know that to retreat is to die."
"...But I'm still afraid."
I will be scared when an air raid comes, I will be scared when I see countless corpses, and I will be even more scared when I see people who are beyond recognition and want to live and die... "Maybe I am not suitable to be a doctor."
"No one is suitable to be a warrior."
"..." She was shocked, her eyes were red, and she bit her lip, "I'm sorry, I understand."
"Have a good sleep and you will feel better tomorrow."
"Um."
The next day Ye Zhen went to see Wang Guoqiang. He had recovered a lot, but his face was still pale: "Miss Ye, I didn't expect to meet you here. When I came, the editor-in-chief asked me to pay more attention to whether there were any medical staff in the logistics department. Find you, and if I can find you, I will give you this letter.”
He took out the crumpled letter from his backpack and said rather embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, it seems to be wrinkled."
Ye Zhen took it with a smile: "Thank you very much, thank you for your hard work."
"No hard work, no hard work, just a little effort."
She held the letter in her hand and wanted to open it immediately. She held back and said, "Mr. Wang, how are your parents?"
Wang Guoqiang said that both Ye Zhikai and Wang Mingxue are very good. In the past year or so, the Times newspaper has paid more attention to the situation on the front lines of the war and has also recruited many reporters to go deep into the front lines. Of course, this will offend some people. Shiri was also banned from the newspaper office, and they had no choice but to work underground: "Don't worry, Ms. Ye, the editor-in-chief is very powerful, and any problems will be solved by him."
Ye Zhen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
She found a place with few people and opened the envelope, and what she saw was: "Daughter, how are you out there? We have received your letters. We are fine. We just miss you. This is the first letter written by your parents. Fifteen letters, I don’t know if I can deliver them to you... Everything is fine at home, don’t worry about me, your mother and I are waiting for you to come home."
There were several large pages filled with a lot of nagging words. Ye Zhikai was not a nagging person, and all his lifelong nagging was attached to this letter. It started after she left and continued until a month ago.
He also talked about Sheng Lun. He said that Sheng Lun called after she left to ask about her whereabouts, but at that time her whereabouts had become a mystery and there was nothing they could do. He sounded very disappointed. He also said that he has written several good articles recently. He is good at using gentle words to write about sharp and sharp practical issues. Foreign literati appreciate him quite a lot, and he is also invited to give public lectures.
Sheng Lun should be dazzling.
Wang Guoqiang's leg was injured and he could no longer go to the front line. He left with the next batch of wounded soldiers when they were evacuated, taking with him two replies from Ye Zhen. Before leaving, he came to say goodbye to Ye Zhen and asked her, "Do you have anything to say to the editor-in-chief?"
Ye Zhen shook her head and said, "It's all in the letter."
Wang Guoqiang nodded and promised: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring the letter."
"Thank you."
"If the editor-in-chief knew that his daughter is now such a powerful doctor, he would definitely be very happy."
"Take care on the road."
"Take care of yourself."
Wang Guoqiang left quickly, and Ye Zhen turned around and went back to the dressing room to inspect the patients. After this year, she has a deep understanding of the importance of medical personnel, so whenever she has time, she organizes notes and organizes medical personnel to study. Especially during the march, it can be said that she is racing against time. The battalion commander who escorted them was also entrusted by her. After looking for a lot of medical books, she also tried to design more useful medical equipment, but it was a pity that she was more proficient in medicine, but she was still inferior to the equipment.
On the fifth day of the kingdom's forced march, the fighting on the front line was tense. They had to retreat and be ready to evacuate at any time. Ye Zhen had gotten used to it, so she immediately packed up her things and moved with the army. They retreated twenty miles away and set up a shed in the forest.
However, Ye Zhen did not expect that she would see Sheng Lun here.
It was late at night, Ye Zhen just sat down to rest and took a few bites of food from the iron lunch box.
He appeared in front of her without warning, dusty and clear as jade, as if he had walked out of her dream: "Cousin, we meet again."
She couldn't help coughing lightly, and the hard steamed bun stuck to her throat. Someone next to her asked her: "Doctor Ye, your cousin?"
Ye Zhen shook her head: "No, it's my lover."
The man was so surprised that his mouth opened in disbelief.
It didn't take long before almost everyone knew that Dr. Ye's lover was here.
…
In the deserted jungle, the two closest people were entangled in tight hugs and kisses. Ye Zhen never knew that her calm, cool and elegant cousin also lost control sometimes. He grabbed her waist and wrapped her around her waist. His lips and tongue, sucking and sucking, seemed to kill him.
"Cousin, did you receive the letter I sent you?"
He responded softly and kissed her again.
She also hooked her arms around his neck and brought her lips to his.
He k Her chin has become pointed, and her cheeks are not fair and tender, but have been tempered by wind and rain, but her eyes are still as bright as before, pursuing her dreams and achieving her goals...
She has become what outsiders call a miracle doctor. She is now on her own, and is no longer the little girl who made a sad face in front of him because she was poor at studying.
She would sit quietly and calmly on a tattered wooden chair, holding a simple meal. She had a calm temperament. Even if she was still stained with blood, no one could match her.
She is the woman he has thought about countless times, the sweetheart he still thinks about.
So after receiving Ye Zhikai's call, he came over desperately.
He wanted to see her and send her his reply to her letter.
"Want to read the reply I wrote to you?"
She buried herself in his chest, listening to his noisy heart and smelling the familiar cold breath, "Think."
He lowered his head in her ear and said, "I'll read it to you."
"Can you memorize it?" She smiled, "Well, my cousin has a photographic memory, and I will definitely not forget what I wrote."
"I can't forget, I will never forget."
"Um?"
He kissed her ear, and said word by word in her ear in a low and gentle voice:
"I miss you."
"I miss you."
"I love you."
"You are Ye Zhen, my sweetheart, my wife."
Ye Zhen's eyes were filled with heat. She grabbed his clothes and said, "Is that all?"
Sheng Lun: "There are many more. I will tell you slowly later."
She hummed softly: "Cousin, I want to hear nice words, I want to hear the sweetest love words."
He rubbed the top of her hair and said yes, as gentle and pampering as ever.
The night was gradually going away, and a bright moon hung in the gray-blue sky. Ye Zhen suddenly looked up. She grabbed Sheng Lun's shoulders and said, "Cousin, I want to marry you."
Sheng Lun curled his lips, his eyes full of smiles: "We will get married when we get back."
Ye Zhen held his hand, "Yeah!"
At dawn, Ye Zhen and Sheng Lun returned hand in hand. Everyone at the bandaging station knew Ye Zhen. Most of the injured people had passed through her hands. When they saw her and Sheng Lun returning hand in hand, they all cast a kind look. Some people He also said: "Is this Dr. Ye's husband?"
Ye Zhen nodded generously and said yes.
"I didn't know Dr. Ye was married before..."
"Well, I'm afraid I'll think about it if I mention it."
Sheng Lun held her hand slightly, and Ye Zhen looked up at him, curling her eyes and smiling. Her smile was still sweet, her cherry lips were raised, and her eyes were like crescent moons.
Sheng Lun stroked the corners of her eyes and said, "Cousin."
Ye Zhen: "Huh?"
He lowered his eyes, with a gentle smile in his clear eyes.
He thought about how beautiful his wedding with her would be. She would put on a red wedding dress and a red hijab, and walk towards him delicately step by step. Their relatives would be around and would give them the best blessings.
Then he joined hands with her for life.
He didn't expect the accident to happen so quickly. As soon as the sun rose, a report came from the front. The battle line was lost and all personnel were evacuated. They immediately packed up their belongings and retreated with the wounded.
Sheng Lun watched as Ye Zhen commanded everyone to retreat with familiar movements, arranged for people to put the injured in the car, and had people pack up all the supplies and take them away, throwing away what needed to be thrown away, his words were decisive and sharp.
He was proud of her growth.
After withdrawing, they directly retreated to Xiangcheng and sent the injured to the hospital. Ye Zhen followed up and arranged to communicate with others about the condition of the injured. She was busy until early in the morning. When she finally took a breath and turned around, she saw a tall, tall and handsome man. Standing behind her, holding an iron lunch box in his hand: "It's time to eat."
There was an egg, a steamed bun, a stir-fried pork with cabbage and some porridge in the lunch box, which was still hot.
Only then did Ye Zhen realize that she seemed to be so busy that she forgot about dinner again.
She ate it all quietly and felt the man's fingers caressing her temples. The gentle and silent companionship made her feel a little bitter.
She raised her eyes and looked at him: "Cousin, actually you and I both know that we can't get married."
Because she will leave here with the army tomorrow.
He looked at her quietly, nodded and said, "I know, I saw it, and I'm proud of you."
Her dream is here, his dream is there.
They are destined to be separated.
Sheng Lun took the lunch box and chopsticks from her hand and put them into a cloth bag, put them in his left hand, and held her with his right hand: "We have a lifetime to complete our wedding, cousin, are you willing?"
Ye Zhen looked down at the hand that was holding his and suddenly pulled him to stand up. The colleagues in the office were almost ready to take a break. She pulled him in and asked her with a smile why she didn't take a break. Come now. Is something wrong
Ye Zhen: "I want to ask you to be witnesses. We are getting married."
Everyone was surprised: "Getting married? Here?"
They looked at Ye Zhen, and then at the man next to her who was cool but elegant. They also knew that he was Sheng Lun, a talented scholar in Wanda and a highly praised literary worker in the world. In the past few days, he has often followed Ye Zhen, helping anyone who could help him. When he had nothing to do, he could see him whenever he saw Ye Zhen.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Ye Zhen, how should I put it, there was no one else but her.
Ye Zhen said that he was her lover. They thought they were getting married, but now it seems that they are not
Ye Zhen turned her head to look at Sheng Lun and shook his hand: "Say it, do you still want me to say it?"
Sheng Lun probably didn't expect that Ye Zhen could say such words. He was slightly surprised. After being surprised, a fire rose in his heart. He didn't want to miss it, not to mention that they would be separated tomorrow.
He turned to look at the people who were coming again, bowed and said politely: "Please help me and my cousin bear witness that we are getting married."
There was no red wedding dress, Ye Zhen was wearing a white coat; there was no red hijab, but someone found a red handkerchief; half of the red candles were burned, and red dates and longans were patched here and there...
However, the blessings they received were sincere, and the vows they made to each other were beautiful: "We will live in the same quilt and die in the same hole."
To live in the same quilt and die in the same acupuncture point is the most touching oath Sheng Lun has ever heard.
He took off the red hijab and saw his wife looking at him with a smile, "Cousin, from now on, should I call you husband or husband-in-law?"
Sheng Lun said: "I like whatever my cousin calls me."
Ye Zhen curled her lips and swayed with her legs: "Cousin should think about how to explain to my parents and aunt and uncle. We are just getting married. How are you going to tell your family?"
Sheng Lun sat next to her and said quietly: "As early as when you left home for Yuncheng, I told my uncle that I liked you and would marry you in the future."
Ye Zhen was surprised: "That's what you said? My father didn't object?"
"No. I also told my family."
“…”
She couldn't help but ask: "Didn't they say anything? They weren't even curious about why I did this and that with you?"
Sheng Lun shook his head, and Ying Ting frowned slightly: "My aunt and uncle didn't say anything, but my mother beat me up and said that I bullied you and failed to fulfill my responsibility as a good brother."
Ye Zhen smiled, threw herself into his arms and hugged his neck, saying, "Good brother, when will you bully me?"
Sheng Lun stroked her cheek and kissed her forehead: "I've wronged you."
Ye Zhen said: "I'm not wronged. Today is my happiest moment. Even when I miss you in the future, I will smile."
He was infected by the smile on her face, and couldn't bear it anymore and kissed her lips. She took the initiative to entangle her tongue with him.
His breath was hot, his fingers touched her collar, and he unbuttoned the buttons one by one. There were cute and small snowballs under the clothes.
The two fell on the bed, but Ye Zhen suddenly pushed him away: "No, I have to take a shower, I stink."
Sheng Lun: "..."
She jumped up in a panic and carried the kettle into the bathroom. He rubbed his forehead and lay on the bed, smiling.
When Ye Zhen came out, she only wore a white shirt, ran over with her two slender white legs, and hid under the quilt in his surprised eyes.
Sheng Lun: "Don't get sick."
Ye Zhen hummed obediently and blinked at him.
Sheng Lun pinched her cheek, and Ye Zhen raised her hand to hold his palm. When their eyes met, they felt infinite tenderness again.
He pinched her fingers, stroked her chin with the back of his hand, reached her neck, and pulled away the quilt with his fingers.
He picked her up and sat on his lap, kissing her forehead with his lips, and unbuttoned her shirt one by one with his fingers.
She opened herself up in his arms, and everything was so beautiful that his heart moved.
Sheng Lun's eyes darkened slightly, and his fingers touched the pink round scar on her shoulder, sliding over the snowy peak to her lower abdomen. There was also a scar diagonally there, as long as two of his fingers. The wound had scabbed over and lay on her snow-white skin. It seems particularly dazzling.
He knew that Ye Zhen had been protected and had grown up, and the only time she had experienced hardship was in the past year or so. He could almost imagine how these injuries were caused. How dangerous the front line was, and how many doctors had died due to unfortunate infections during operations...
He told himself not to think about the bad consequences. What he looked forward to most every day was to wait for a letter from Ye Zhen. Her letters would arrive every once in a while, nagging about what she had done. She was telling about the dawn, about the future that countless people were fighting for, but she never told him that she had almost died by a thread.
When they met this time, in addition to being the powerful Dr. Ye, she was still the little girl in his memory. She was well-behaved, cute, and smart, and she had a good temper, and she could seduce him innocently and boldly. She didn't change in front of him, she didn't say anything about her suffering, so he forgot that this was the most dangerous place, and death and injury were the most common thing.
Ye Zhen felt uncomfortable being looked at by the man's deep gaze. She couldn't avoid this injury. Although she had learned self-defense and had practiced it in the Star Century, she was still blind with swords, not to mention she didn't know when she would be able to do so. Her injuries were already healed from the incoming enemy attack, but the worst thing would be to die directly. She pinched his fingers: "I am still beautiful. This is a testament to my tenacious life. Cousin, please don't annoy me."
Sheng Lun rubbed the wounds on her body: "Why didn't you tell me?"
Ye Zhen rubbed his shoulder and said, "I want to see with my own eyes that my cousin loves me."
He lowered his eyes and stared at him, his eyes dark, Ye Zhen said: "My cousin feels sorry for me, so I can do whatever I want."
Sheng Lun glanced at her and took off her half-open shirt: "Where are the injuries?"
Ye Zhen said honestly: "On your back."
She turned her head and was turned over. The man's fingers were rubbing her back. His fingers were cold. Such gentle movements made her quiet down. Sheng Lun asked her in a low voice: "How did you get hurt?" ?”
The gunshot wound to the shoulder was discovered during a move, and the other injuries were from air strikes. In fact, the injury was not serious, and most of the force of the attack was blocked, otherwise she would not be able to pick up the scalpel again.
He asked her: "Does it hurt?"
She laughed: "How can I still know it hurts? At that time, I just wanted to live, to go home to honor my parents, and to come back to see you. With that strength, I could crawl thousands of miles even if I crawled." "
Sheng Lun looked at the woman lying on the bed. Liao spread her black hair on her back. He lowered his head and kissed her gently on the scarred area. He breathed hot and tickled her kisses. Ye Zhen curled her fingers and bit them. With his lips buried in the quilt, he kissed her for a long time, then he sat her on his lap, kissed the wounds on her shoulders, and stroked the scars on her waist with his fingers.
Ye Zhen closed her eyes and leaned on his shoulder, her cheeks flushed, she couldn't stand such pity and love.
She held the man's face with her small hands, raised his dark and deep eyes slightly, closed her eyes and kissed his lips: "...am I not as attractive as my wounds?"
Sheng Lun tightened his grip on her waist and breathed heavily: "Cousin, you can no longer hide anything from me. No matter what you have, you must tell me one by one."
She rubbed her forehead against his: "I understand, husband."
Sheng Lun looked up at the woman whose forehead was pressed against his. Her long, silky hair fell down, and her beautiful eyebrows were smiling... She was his wife.
His lips dug into her graceful neck, and the delicate and warm skin made him linger...
He wanted to give her the most gentle and beautiful night, but she still screamed and cried. Ye Zhen hooked his neck, bit his shoulder and grinded her teeth, "You are not allowed to look at Jin Ping Mei."
Sheng Lun stroked her sweat-moist forehead: "It is a man's instinct to be a married couple, and it has nothing to do with books."
"So you are so bad to begin with?"
“…”
He was at a loss for words, so he could only kiss her lips.
Ye Zhen's whole body was filled with warmth. She looked at the man on her body and his gentle and clear eyebrows: "Cousin, we haven't said goodbye yet, I'm already looking forward to seeing you again next time."
"The next time we meet, I will fly into your arms."
He stared at her intently, took her two hands and pressed them to the pillow, interlocking his fingers with hers.
The movements become heavier, more entangled, and deeper.
…
…
…
She and him had never slept together. After hugging, there was kissing, and kissing was lingering. And she liked the concentration and tenderness when he held her waist and kissed her scars.
As daybreak approached, Ye Zhen became even less sleepy, and Sheng Lun seemed to be affected by the approaching time, and wouldn't let go no matter what.
He clasped her waist, held her hand, held her face, and said carefully and seriously, "Zhen Zhen, remember my reply to you."
She scratched his back uncomfortably: "Huh?"
"Remember my reply to you: I love you and I'm waiting for you to fly into my arms."
"We live in the same quilt and die in the same hole."
"It's all you."
"Ye Zhen."
…
Sheng Lun saw off Ye Zhen early in the morning. He watched her get into the car and leave. He waved to him with a smile: "Cousin, I remember everything."
He nodded with a smile and said yes.
Before they were separated, he was already looking forward to the next reunion.
He and she have the same dreams and goals, and no matter where they go, they can meet at the end.
He waited for her to fly into his arms.