The soldier was very young, less than 20 years old, with a simple and honest appearance, but also a bit green.
He had always looked at the unreachable figure from a distance, but suddenly he squatted down in front of him and carefully inspected his wounds, not caring at all about the smell of sweat and blood on his body.
Xiaobing was so flattered that he was so nervous that he couldn't say anything.
His injuries were serious. There was a hole in his stomach, his intestines came out, his internal organs were damaged a lot, and there were many bone injuries on his body. If it were placed in modern times, he would definitely be hopeless, but here there are monks with strong physical fitness.
, and with the help of elixirs, he was able to save his life.
However, if it is not treated properly, it is very likely to cause infection and death.
No matter how strong a person is, he is powerless when attacked by microorganisms.
The medical force of the Independence Army is the top priority mentioned by Ling Xuewei at the military meeting. Both in terms of technology and level, they have undergone professional training.
When Ling Xuewei looked at the wound, she found that it was well bandaged and the slough was removed cleanly. It could be seen that the person who treated it was skilled and had good skills.
"You bandaged this?"
Ling Xuewei asked a girl next to her who was slightly stout and had a baby face. She was dressed in white and was obviously from the medical force.
Hearing her question, the girl suddenly became nervous and said, "Yes, yes."
"It's well bandaged."
The girl originally thought she had done something wrong and was worried about it, but she didn't expect to hear these words, and she suddenly became elated.
She was so happy that her eyes were filled with stars, "Thank you City Lord!"
Ahhh!
The Lord of the City talked to her, talked, talked...
Until Ling Xuewei and his party walked away, she still didn't come back to her senses.
If the medical captain next to her hadn't glared at her, she would have screamed loudly.
The little soldier lying down was not much better than her, he kept giggling from beginning to end.
…
Ling Xuewei's appearance soon caused a wave of excitement in the rest area.
Fortunately, due to his good military quality, there was no crowd coming. Although excitement was unavoidable, he was still busy with what he was doing.
…
After some inspection, it was already an hour later.
Ling Xuewei already knew the situation in the city.
The medical director has been following Ling Xuewei, reporting on the situation, and arranged the surgery time according to her instructions.
The ones Ling Xuewei mainly takes over are extremely serious and critical soldiers. Without her medical skills and space medical equipment, these people will undoubtedly die.
Of course, Ling Xuewei would not just watch one of her own people lose their lives.
After her inspection, the temporary operating room was arranged, because her treatment was not once or twice, and everyone knew the rules.
Ling Xuewei quickly plunged into the operating room.
She didn't come out until it was very dark at night.
The medical staff who had been waiting outside immediately came to greet him, and Di Jian, who was notified soon, also came.
After six consecutive surgeries, she was still in high spirits.
If she wasn't afraid of scaring people, she would have wanted to cure all the wounded at once. After all, she could do it if she had the space and time.
It's just that reality doesn't allow her to do this. In modern times, each operation on these injured patients will take at least eight hours. It is impossible for ordinary medical personnel to perform six operations in half a day.
She has taken advantage of the medical blind spots, but if she is too exaggerated, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.
She has never underestimated the wisdom of the ancients.
Fortunately, the medical director singled out the six most seriously injured patients for surgery first, while the others had to be moved to the back.
"Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"
Even if Di Jian didn't see her treatment with her own eyes, she could imagine how much effort it would take to treat someone with such a serious injury. After six games in a row, it was impossible to say that she wasn't worried.
What's more, Ling Xuewei has been running all the way here without taking a break and has been busy until now.
"What do you think?"
Di Jian had forgotten that this guy was a pervert and couldn't think about it with ordinary thinking.
The two of them just stood talking in the crowd, not knowing how many people noticed them.
They are the independent army, no, the supreme leaders of the entire independent state. They are people far away in the world. Now they have met in real life. I am afraid that many people will be so excited that they will lose sleep tonight.
Xue Duan had no surprise on his face when he received the news that Ling Xuewei had gone to the casualty center.
That person has always been like this. She pays more attention to the wounded than ordinary people in high positions. Maybe she really regards the soldiers below as flesh and blood people, rather than just chess pieces in her palm.
Perhaps because of this, Ling Xuewei has such high prestige in the military and is supported by so many people.
"Have someone send you some food and daily necessities."
After giving a few instructions, he hurriedly opened the door.
…
When she received the things, Ling Xuewei had finished several more surgeries and was just in time for midnight snack.
It can be said that Xue Duan still knows Ling Xuewei very well. Ling Xuewei does plan to live here for the next few days, so that it can be convenient to treat the wounded.
After all, there were many injuries, and she was too lazy to run around. As for Gongsun Yan, she could only leave it to Xiong Cang to take care of him temporarily.
Di Jian also came and had a meal, and then went about her business.
Yuefeng and Yueqing took turns guarding outside, ready at any time.
After staying in the injury camp for another day, Ling Xuewei finally took the time to return to the main city, wash up, change into clean clothes, and then rest.
Not long after I woke up, Xue Duan came.
Ling Xuewei invited him to have breakfast together.
Ling Xuewei listened to Xue Duan's report on the situation while eating. This time it was more detailed, including the consumption of grain, weapons, elixirs, etc. in the First World War army. He handed her the list together.
"Don't worry about food, grass and weapons, I will arrange them properly. Pensions for the wounded and the families of the dead soldiers must be in place. I don't want to see anyone enriching their own pockets."
"yes."
"Send people to keep an eye on the movements of the ghost tribe. The next wave of attacks will not take long. Especially at night, the ghost tribe's attack is the strongest. Our soldiers are tired and it is easy to make mistakes. Divide all the teams into three squads.
Instead, take turns on duty every shift, don’t slack off even a little bit.”
"I see."
In fact, Xue Duan has already arranged these things without Ling Xuewei's instructions.
Sure enough, we were attacked by ghosts again at night.
Only this time, the offensive was not as fierce as before.
There were several thousand in number, far less than last night. Moreover, they attacked for a while, then retreated, then attacked again, and then retreated again.
After repeating this several times, the independent army began to tire, but with perseverance and willpower, they still managed to hold on.
In the next few days, there would be sneak attacks every night by the ghost clan. But this time they learned the lesson and did not attack directly. Instead, they would sneak attacks here and there. Once discovered, they would retreat in a hurry. All night long, the soldiers
I didn't dare to rest, let alone relax, and my energy was very exhausted.
What's even more disgusting is that they will launch offensives or cause riots even during the day.
