Lin Qingqing told the soldiers gathered around, "Pass the blankets down and each person can only choose one. It's up to you."
"Thank you, doctor." The soldiers' eyes turned red. They returned to the base in the middle of the night. There were too many wounded, and the hospital had no time to deal with them. The army's logistics department had limited personnel and could not take care of everyone.
Everyone was injured, and the cold wind had been blowing all night. Before dawn, several comrades did not make it through and died at the door of the hospital. That is why some soldiers lost control of their emotions. If they were not in military uniforms, they would only be able to breathe.
We are just human beings. Who is not afraid of death?
"Call those with minor injuries or skin injuries over first. I'll see if I can deal with them now." Lin Qingqing pointed to a tent that was roughly set up and said to them.
The soldiers were puzzled, "Shouldn't we save the seriously injured first?"
"There is no operating room here, so we can only deal with the simple ones first." Lin Qingqing explained this way.
This is a life-threatening multiple-choice question. It may take several hours to treat one seriously injured person, but these few hours can treat dozens of minor injuries.
Doctors on the battlefield in the apocalypse have to be as hard-hearted as iron.
Soldiers who were slightly injured could quickly return to the battlefield after being dealt with, but those who were seriously injured could not. The bloody reality was suffocating, and Lin Qingqing could not speak out, so she could only lie.
There are almost no people here who are not injured. Lao Tan was called by Lin Qingqing to be used as a nurse. The tents were set up by the enthusiastic people who stayed behind to help.
Qiao Ruoran also came to join in the fun and asked for a small box of anti-inflammatory drugs and hemostatic drugs from Qiao Mingyang.
Lao Tan cleaned the wound, Lin Qingqing was responsible for injecting anesthesia and suturing the wound, and Qiao Ruoran looked at the condition of the wound and gave him a few pills.
A few enthusiastic people pushed movable hospital beds from nowhere.
Lin Qingqing finally didn't have to squat down to treat the patient's wounds.
The three of them were fast and managed to handle more than a dozen people in half an hour.
At this time, someone with a broken leg was beyond their capabilities.
Lin Qingqing just wanted to ask someone to carry him to a tent to rest while waiting for the orthopedic surgeon at the hospital to deal with it.
Qiao Mingyang appeared silently and said calmly: "Let me see."
Lin Qingqing gave up her position silently.
At this time, some nearby residents dismantled the door panels of their homes and came to support with old quilts and tattered clothes.
Chinese people are always so strange. If someone takes the lead in doing something, whether it is doing evil or doing good, there will always be others who follow.
Half an hour later, Liu Qiang came over with two large buckets of porridge on a trolley, and saw that the place had changed drastically.
The soldiers lay on various "beds", and the things to keep out the cold were also colorful and of different shapes.
But there was less violence in their eyes and more warm tones in their eyes.
"Let's eat!" Liu Qiang's eyes were hot, and he tapped the iron bucket with his big spoon.
Some soldiers screamed like marmots, and others blew whistles, but miraculously they lined up on their own initiative.
"You share it, I'll go back and cook two more pots." Liu Qiang handed the spoon to an unknown survivor next to him.
He moved down the two iron buckets, glanced at Lin Qingqing and Qiao Ruoran who were still busy in the crowd, pulled the trolley, and headed home without looking back.
On this day, Liu Qiang, who originally wanted to repair the courtyard wall, cooked porridge all day and used up two bags of 50 kilograms of rice.
Qiao Ruoran, who planned to come to the hospital for surgery, distributed medicine for a long time and bandaged the wounds of many people.
When Lao Tan used up his superpower, he hit the crystal core. He felt as if his body had been hollowed out, and his head hurt so much that he wanted to bang against a wall.
In the end, Lin Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore and banned him from using his powers again.
Qiao Mingyang went from watching with cold eyes to being unable to stand it anymore and then got involved.
His treatment of wounds was rough, but apart from the pain, his skills were not bad. He handled all the fractures on his own.
The people inside knew the movement at the entrance of the hospital quickly, but everyone was busy and distracted.
During the treatment process, Lin Qingqing learned that zombies suddenly rioted outside the city last night. The officers and soldiers guarding the quarantine area and outside the city were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses.
They have become accustomed to zombies attacking the city on the fifteenth day of every month, and they have ways to deal with it. In order not to waste their troops, the number of people defending the city and patrolling the city on weekdays is relatively small.
After everyone was busy for a day, they finally finished treating the wounds of the wounded at the entrance of the hospital.
Those with minor injuries have returned to the team one after another.
The base finally sent out its logistics department before sunset to handle their follow-up.
Lin Qingqing and others were all exhausted and left alone without saying hello to anyone in the hospital.
When he got home, the courtyard wall was still half a meter high, so Liu Qiang built it by himself while he was cooking porridge.
The small team that moved bricks came back several times, and according to Lin Qingqing's instructions, they not only picked up bricks, but also scrap metal.
"There are a lot of corpses under the city wall. I heard that the fighting at the east gate was very fierce in the middle of the night." Li Zi paid the labor at market price and sent the helper away. Then he returned the small bag containing the crystal core to Lin Qingqing.
"Yes, I understand." Lin Qingqing confiscated the small bag and said bluntly: "You can stay here for now until you recover."
Even if you are not a doctor, you can see that Li Zi's physical condition is very deficient.
"Thank you, I'll help with the cooking." Li Zi's eyes lit up. Although he was only taken in temporarily, it was already an unexpected surprise.
In the evening, the Eagle, who had disappeared for a day, also came back, bringing back a few teammates who didn't have time to meet everyone yesterday.
Not long after, the second brother also brought someone back.
The small house was suddenly filled with people.
Lin Qingqing looked around at everyone. Except for Inspector Chen, everyone else was back.
She was thinking that there were too many people and the house was too small, so she had to rent a house.
One of the teammates put a key on the table and said, "Boss, please give me some keys."
Lin Qingqing glared at him, but the other party smiled and said, "The second brother said that the house here is not safe. We should move!"
"There is nothing unsafe. Whoever meets the leader will be unlucky." Eagle continued.
He can't speak and is very expressive.
It feels very awkward for him to say something that is clearly meant to praise someone.
"Qingqing has to go to the hospital to work. It's close here." Liu Qiang couldn't bear to leave. He had to build the wall with great difficulty.
Everyone was strangely silent: Lin Qingqing is going to work?
Lin Qingqing was about to ask others to move over, when the wealthy teammate said:
"My house is not far away...but it's not big either. It's only over 300 square meters, and the decoration is a bit rustic. You know, a small rural villa..."
Before the wealthy teammate finished speaking, Lin Qingqing had already opened her bow left and right to fight off the people in front of her, and picked up the keys on the table to observe.
She pulled out some metal.
The metal turned into liquid in her hands, and then she pulled out the keys one by one, just like pulling out the dough.
Not long after, a dozen handfuls appeared on the table.
"Ah, that's enough, boss, one handful is enough for each person."
"Ah, boss, stop being a doctor and go to the streets to get keys!" Everyone was talking to each other, joking and joking, but they were all surprised in their hearts by this kind of micro-operation. If they hadn't studied their own powers to the extreme, how could they have done it?
Do this seemingly inconspicuous operation.
"Acrobatics! Let's perform Chinese acrobatics!" Eagle rubbed his hands excitedly, "I should be able to jump through fire hoops! Old Liu plays the chimpanzee..."
"Hahaha!"
The crowd burst into laughter.
Liu Qiang couldn't hold it back anymore, so he made fish ball noodles that night, specially made the spicy stuffing, and served it to the eagle himself.