Xie Jinyuan: "Why aren't you awake yet?"

Zhu Shengzhong: "Pinch the man, pinch the man!"

Zhao Beishan: "You can wake up by pinching someone?"

Military doctor: "Don't surround me here, let me release some blood to the squad."

Zhao Beishan said angrily: "Bleeding? Are you crazy?"

Military doctor: "This bloodletting is different from that bloodletting. The pedestal is too burnt. If you don't put some blood on your forehead, he will burn it to death."

Zhao Beishan said anxiously: "Then why don't you hurry up?"

"Hey, hey, I'll hurry up."

The military doctor took out a bloodletting needle and stabbed the Dragon Boat Festival's forehead.

A black and red blood bead suddenly surged out.

Military doctors use a hand towel full of blood stains to wipe it.

"Use this one."

Zhao Beishan threw the broken handkerchief aside and gave the military doctor a white handkerchief embroidered with a pair of playful mandarin ducks.

The military doctor was stunned when he looked at the duck-like embroidery on the handkerchief, and then reminded: "Sir, if you wipe the blood, you may not be able to wash it out."

"What are you talking about?"

Zhao Beishan said angrily, the military doctor could only wipe it with a handkerchief.

After pricking for more than a dozen times, the handkerchief was covered with blood stains.

Zhao Beishan smacked his lips, and it hurt a little because it was a handkerchief that Xiaofang gave him. He never wanted to use it.

But at this time, I don’t care about so much, so I will save people first.

"Well!"

Finally, when the military doctor gave the last injection, the Dragon Boat Festival woke up. Looking at the military doctor holding the bloody blood needle in his hand, the Dragon Boat Festival said in surprise: "What are you doing for me?"

"Tuanzu, you have a high fever. I'll let you bleed and reduce the fever! Hehehe!"

The military doctor smiled with a slutty smile, but the Dragon Boat Festival felt that the other party was malicious. He warned: "When I go to bed, you are not allowed to use this thing to stab me, otherwise military law will be carried out!"

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The military doctor was speechless and was about to explain, but he was suddenly squeezed aside by a group of people.

Xie Jinyuan: "Brother Dragon Boat Festival, are you awake?"

Zhao Beishan: "Brother Dragon Boat Festival, how are you?"

Shangguan Zhibiao: "Tongshan? Are there any better?"

"Tongshan, group seat, what do you think this is?"

Zhu Shengzhong also waved his two fingers in front of Dragon Boat Festival and asked what was this.

"Get out!"

Dragon Boat Festival opened Zhu Shengzhong's hand and said impatiently: "I'll just sleep. Look at you all nervous. Those who don't know think I'm dead? What should I do? What should I do?"

The Dragon Boat Festival stood up and went upstairs one step or two.

Xie Jinyuan, Zhao Beishan and others looked confused and were messy in the wind. Then they cursed the military doctor and said, "What's wrong with your slut? The group is sleeping, and you old boy said he is sick?"

"That's right, you are just a quack doctor."

“I’m so glad I’m still alive.”

"I know, this old guy was a veterinarian before."

"Let's fire this old boy, we don't want it!"

"Yes, yes, he can't fight, he's the first place in the meal."

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The soldiers followed Zhao Beishan to run the old military doctor.

"What's wrong, the veterinarian is not a doctor?"

The military doctor said dissatisfied because he was the only military doctor in the entire independent regiment. Everyone had to look for him for treatment.

He had been busy all afternoon and had not eaten a bite of food, but someone called him a quack doctor, a veterinarian, and this young man in his fifties were about to get angry.

But no matter how angry the soldiers are, he still has to go to treat them if they are sick.

Last second, he wanted to give up, but the next second, the warrior shouted and arrived immediately.

This is the old military doctor, an old soldier who makes silent contributions and is still teased by the soldiers.

He knew that the soldiers had no malice, and they were just using this method to relieve the pain on their bodies.

Pain relief?

Don’t think about it. I’ll give you some white wine, which will relieve the pain. If you give you some peppercorns, you will save even anesthetics.

So sometimes, regular doctors really can't see the disease of these soldiers.

Want to take medicine?

No!

Too many injured people, consume too much, and there is no logistics guarantee.

Therefore, this medicine can only be used with serious injuries.

Why didn’t I get penicillin in Dragon Boat Festival? It’s because there are too few medicines. I have to save some use.

But can I save money? More than 20 seriously injured people, one injection, and a box of penicillin was gone.

Do minor injuries use it?

If not, minor injuries can become serious injuries.

During the War of Resistance Against Japan, why did Chinese soldiers suffer so much casualties?

First, the Japanese army's weapons and equipment are better than our army and their combat quality is better than our army.

The second is that our army lacks essential medical medicines, and logistics supplies are not guaranteed.

For example, Sihang Warehouse, the original drug reserve, supported the independent group to take a day of food. The next day, the medicine was in a hurry.

Even though Xie Jinyuan brought some medicines, he only lasted for more than two days.

There were dozens of wounded soldiers today. If there were no doctors among the people who worked in the army, I am afraid that the injured soldiers today would not have any medicinal use.

What should I do without medicine?

It's not possible to hold on. Only this old veterinarian has a way to save the lives of the soldiers. He can always find some local ways to cure the soldiers.

So the soldiers joked about the old military doctor and wanted to fire him, which was just a joke. During the war, they were taking their lives to protect the only old veterinarian in the regiment.

The old military doctor also understood that these kids all have consciences. If he doesn't save them, who will save them?

However, his abilities are limited and the medicine he carries is limited. Every time he reaches the night, he often wakes up crying.

Because there is no myrrh!

Sometimes, he could only watch the warrior leave him because there was no medication.

"Veter, come here quickly. This brother is almost out of reach and is starting to vomit blood again."

"Here you come!"

The old military doctor ran over with his light medicine box on his back.

The medicine box is going to be empty, but there are still many soldiers who don’t use medicine.

He felt as if he was slashed with a knife, but there was nothing he could do.

Looking at the warrior vomiting blood in front of him, the old military doctor stuffed the rusty stethoscope into the warrior's arms.

Although the warrior was weak, his heartbeat.

He lifted up the blood-stained outer cloak, and a bandage soaked in blood came into his eyes.

The warrior was penetrated through his lungs by the Japanese Type 38 rifle bullets.

The blood stopped at that time, but because of the lack of anti-inflammatory drugs, the soldiers lasted for two days.

With symptoms of infection, the old military doctor quickly opened his medicine box.

At the bottom of the medicine box, there was still the last penicillin lying.

The old military doctor picked up the medicine and thought about it, but finally decided to use it for the injured soldiers.

However, he was about to unscrew the bottle, but a hand full of blood grabbed the old military doctor's arm.

The soldier opened his mouth, but his voice was smaller than that of a mosquito.

The old military doctor leaned over his ears, and the soldier said intermittently: "It's useless, leave medicine, medicine,... for those who can survive,..."
Chapter completed!