Zhao Zhuzi rushed to Zhao Tiedan, held his hand, and said, "Tiedan, don't be afraid, the military doctor is here, you will be cured soon."

Zhao Tiedan was so crazy that she couldn't hear it. She still spoke in a low voice, as if she was saying the last words before her death: "Brother Zhuzi, am I almost dying? I miss my wife..."

Three years ago, when Zhao Tiedan joined the army, she had been married to Cuicui, a girl who grew up in the village, for more than three months. When she left, the village doctor had just found out that Cuicui had just had a baby in her belly.

In the past few years of war, Zhao Tiedan talked the most about his wife to his comrades in his spare time.

When Zhao Tiedan heard what Zhao Zhuzi said, he felt ache, and he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes slightly sour.

"Don't be afraid, I won't let him die." Yin Yin stepped forward to comfort him, opened the medicine box, and began to treat Zhao Tiedan's arm.

She first gave an anesthetic injection, then used a disinfected scalpel to cut off the pus on her arm, and then gradually wrapped the treated arm with gauze.

Zhao Zhuzi looked nervously from the side, and Zhao Tiedan was already in a coma.

During this period, they could hear the roar of planes and bombs from time to time.

They knew that it was the comrades from other places fighting against Liguo.

"Military doctor, how about Tiedan?"

Yin Yin closed the medicine box and said, "It's okay, he will be able to reduce his fever in a short while."

"How long will it take to fight?" Zhao Zhuzi asked immediately.

Because of their backward weapons, the few successes they have obtained against Liguo were basically exchanged for the number of people, that is, the lives of countless comrades. As long as the injured comrades have a little ability to fight and can get up, they will fight to the last moment.

Yin Yin was stunned for a moment, staring at them, as if she was looking at something through them. Such gaze was soon taken back by her, and she said a number.

When Yin Yin was carrying the medicine box on her back, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhao Zhuzi's pale face.

His skin was dark, but probably because he was too cold and his body was shaking, Yin Yin could see it.

"Pull out your hand and I'll take a look." She looked at Zhao Zhuzi carefully. Perhaps because everyone was wearing winter clothes, she realized that Zhao Zhuzi was actually quite thin.

Zhao Zhuzi stretched out his hand and said, "Military Doctor, I'm fine, what can I do?"

Yin Yin's fingers had already put on the pulse on his wrist.

Soon, she knew the reason.

Zhao Zhuzi's body is very weak, and he is afraid of the cold.

But now it is much below zero, and it is so cold that it can freeze people to death.

No wonder Zhao Zhuzi's face turned pale in cold.

Yin Yin told him the result.

Zhao Zhuzi touched the back of his head, and a simple and dark face smiled foolishly: "I know, I accidentally fell into the river when I was a child."

"I'll find some herbs these days to nourish you." Yin Yin said.

Zhao Zhuzi looked at Yin Yin's clear eyes and said, "Really? Is that too troubles you? Isn't it necessary? I'm all old habits, it's okay. The military doctor should focus on his comrades to treat him first."

In the military camp, there are few medical supplies and few military doctors.

Finally, Yin Yin persuaded him, and Zhao Zhuzi agreed.
Chapter completed!