Upon hearing the gunfire, the expressions of everyone present suddenly changed.
Lin Qingqing knew what had happened. When she saw Qian Xiaomin coming downstairs, she ran over and whispered in her ear: "Mengmeng has the power to wake up. Don't worry. You can't let others know in advance!"
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Qian Xiaomin's eyes widened, shocked and happy at the same time. He held Lin Qingqing's hand and said, "Really?"
"Well, I also have superpowers. I know that awakening superpowers can cause heat. To avoid accidents, let's not tell others." Lin Qingqing could only explain this.
In the last days, some people are worse off than dead!
When vicious people have no moral bottom line at all, normal humans cannot imagine what they will do! In other words, they don’t know what else in the world they dare not do!
"Okay, I understand." Qian Xiaomin's eyes lit up, and joy appeared on his face.
With just a few words from them, several military trucks drove in. When the doors were opened, the strong smell of blood hit their faces.
Rows of stretchers were carried down, and the bloodstained and gray-faced soldiers strode toward the hospital door carrying their comrades!
"Doctor—" the soldiers roared in hoarse voices, their bloodshot eyes full of anxiety and eagerness.
There were only two doctors in the building, and they all ran out when they heard the screams.
"Quick, prepare the operating room." The old doctor directed the remaining nurse. The nurse responded and ran all the way to get the surgical equipment.
"Dr. Wang is in the dormitory, I'll call him." Security guard No. 2 said and ran out. Time is life!
"What to do? There are so many wounded." Doctor Zhang's vision went dark as he looked at the dozens of patients being carried down. Unless the three doctors were giant tentacle monsters, half of these people would be dead by the time the operation was over.
The old doctor who came down from upstairs directed security guard No. 1 to pull out the hospital bed.
"Which one is the most seriously injured?"
"Platoon Leader Zhao."
"Monitor Zhou, there is a hole in his chest!"
"Commander Wu! Save the commander first!"
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The scene was hectic.
There was a severe shortage of manpower, and even the nurses from the dispensing pharmacy came out to help.
Qian Xiaomin's eyes flashed with determination. She lowered her head and kissed Mengmeng, then pushed Mengmeng into Lin Qingqing's arms: "Qingqing, I am a nurse, I have to help!"
After speaking, she ignored Lin Qingqing's reaction, rolled up her sleeves, and walked towards the row of wounded soldiers who could only be placed in the hall for the time being.
"I'm a nurse." Qian Xiaomin called.
"Come and hold him down, I'll stop the bleeding first." Doctor Zhang didn't care who she was at this moment. Hearing that she was a nurse, he asked her to work.
There was no anesthesiologist, and the soldiers screamed in pain unconsciously.
Lin Qingqing sighed inwardly, holding Mengmeng in her arms and preparing to go back to the dormitory. When she walked out of the door, she saw a childish face. He looked like a teenager, and there were even thin bangs of fetal hair on his forehead, but his right arm was missing a large piece of flesh.
The blood is ticking...
This is a person like this, he is standing, and his good hand is still carrying the stretcher.
Kaka——
Lin Qingqing heard herself grinding her teeth.
She was a little dissatisfied with herself for being soft-hearted.
But the annoying thing is that her body and mind are often out of sync. When she saw Qiao Ruoran standing at the door, she pushed Mengmeng over: "Do me a favor and send the child to her grandmother in the dormitory on the third floor."
Qiao Ruoran was stuffed with a child and looked confused. She had never held a child before. Her body was stiff and her hands and feet were confused. "Hey! What do you mean?"
Qian Xiaomin saw this scene from a distance and shouted to Qiao Ruoran: "Girl, please."
"No, it's okay." With the soft child in her arms, Qiao Ruoran's apricot eyes, which were very calm even when facing the corpses, were full of nervousness at the moment. She nodded subconsciously. The other person's mother went to save people.
How could she just sit back and do nothing!
"I'm not a doctor, but I can suture!" Lin Qingqing ignored Qiao Ruoran. Regardless of whether she liked Qiao Ruoran or not, there was no denying that Qiao Ruoran was a kind person.
Her cry immediately made the old doctor's eyes light up. At this time, as long as he dared to attack, even if the other party only knew how to sew clothes!
"You cooperate with Dr. Zhang for preliminary treatment." After the old doctor said to Lin Qingqing, he hurried to the operating room to prepare for disinfection before surgery.
The lights in the operating room were already on, and the first patient was carried onto the operating table.
Lin Qingqing quickly washed her hands and put on medical gloves. The nurse in the dispensing pharmacy brought her a white coat. Although Lin Qingqing felt it was unnecessary, she still opened her hands and let the other person put it on.
After getting the receiver, prescription paper, pen, gauze, cotton, iodine and other necessities, she began to examine the first patient nearby.
There are many blood stains on this man's body and scratches on his face. Judging from the moistness of the blood, it seems that the injured areas may be his thighs and shoulders.
Lin Qingqing unbuttoned his shirt, put the receiver in, listened to the echoes in the lungs and chest, and glanced at his face. The man was pale and had a very low body temperature. She used her free hand to feel for his pulse, which was weak.
Powerless.
Lin Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. After a minute, she took back the receiver and tore open the man's clothes. The surface of his abdominal cavity looked intact, but there was a bulge in some parts. She suspected that the man was bleeding internally.
Unless a dead horse is used as a live doctor, she will just cut it open and take a look. However, now that there are serious doctors here, she should not poison others.
Lin Qingqing wrote down a preliminary judgment on the prescription note, marked it as urgent processing, and then placed the order on the person.
Then she decisively gave up on this and went to see the next one.
When the soldier who brought the wounded man saw it, he looked at the list, his face twisted instantly, he put a gun on Lin Qingqing's back, and shouted with grief and anger: "Why don't you save him!"
"I'm not a doctor, I can only suture wounds." Lin Qingqing turned around, looked at the other person steadily, and said calmly.
"Then you sew him up!" The soldier collapsed a little, staring at Lin Qingqing with red eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone. When he saw that the medical certificate said that the internal organs were suspected to be ruptured, he felt that his comrade would not survive.
"This requires abdominal surgery! If you waste my time, you may lose another comrade." Lin Qingqing's eyes were as cold as water. After speaking, she stopped looking at the other person and unbuttoned the shirt of the wounded soldier in front of her again.
The soldier wanted to say something else, but suddenly his neck hurt. He was knocked unconscious by another comrade's knife.
Lin Qingqing looked back and saw a man who looked like an army officer, baring his teeth at her: "Doctor, continue."
Lin Qingqing didn't answer. She put on the receiver and glanced at the man's injuries. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a slender figure passing by!
She had no time to think too much, her focus was on the wounded soldiers.
Almost every two or three minutes, she would make a preliminary judgment.
By the time Dr. Wang, who was resting, arrived, Lin Qingqing had already finished treating the third patient.
The two operating rooms were opened at the same time, and Qian Xiaomin and the little nurse cooperated with the doctor to start the operation. The little nurse from the pharmacy ran around to help get various needed equipment and medicines.