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Chapter 197 Rear Hospital
The devil's bomber rushed over and flew back, circling the three peaks around Coffin Mountain for a quarter of an hour, dropping all the bombs and petrol bombs it was carrying.

After the bombing, the three peaks were like volcanoes, and the stones were steaming hot.

There was a piece of wreckage on the ground, and the corpses of many soldiers who died in the previous battle, including those of the devils, were blown into pieces and the fire exposed their bones.

The living people came out of the remaining trenches, and the 500rd Regiment with more than [-] people went up the mountain. At this moment, there are only two platoons left who can move by themselves!
There were no victors in this battle. The Sixth Division was wiped out on two hills more than an entire regiment, but the main brigades of the [-]st, [-]rd and [-]rd divisions were also completely disabled.

The division headquarters immediately ordered the entire [-]th Brigade to withdraw from the position, and Li Chong and Jing Jiamo carried the regiment leader Xu Zhaojian down the mountain.

The [-]rd Regiment has done its best. The casualties of the whole regiment are the largest since Songhu. The whole regiment has lost its combat effectiveness. How will the situation change next? Even if they want to intervene, they will not be able to help.

The first thing the officers and soldiers came down from the position was to drink water crazily.

Li Chong directly took off a soldier's water bottle, and gulped down the whole pot of water.

"Heck~" After drinking, he burped for a long time, and everyone else did the same.

For the whole morning, I didn't drink a drop of water, and I was always in the moment of life and death.

The head of the regiment, Xu Zhaojian, bled profusely and urgently needed a blood transfusion. He was urgently carried onto a truck and sent to the rear hospital. A group of wounded soldiers accompanied him, and Li Chong also sat on the truck.

In the carriage, Li Chongcai felt a burst of pain in his arm under his relaxed mind, and a signal of weakness came from his brain.

Looking down, the bandaged leggings had turned red and black, not only the leggings bandaging the wound, but also the tattered military uniform on his body had also turned brown due to soaking in the devil's blood.

It's just that I'm used to smelling the smell of blood on the battlefield, and now I can't feel the strong smell of blood from my nose.

An hour later, the truck stopped at the foot of Houziya Mountain outside Xinning Town, where the rear hospital is located. The hospital is very simple, and it will move to the foot of the mountains from time to time, just to avoid the bombing of the Devil planes.

The rear hospital was set up for the war. The battle in Nanchang has been fought for nearly two weeks. The place is already overcrowded. There is nowhere to go after getting out of the car. A large number of wounded are left in the open air. Only serious injuries have broken legs and hands, or You have to have your belly disemboweled to enter the house.

Although there were many wounded, the efficiency of these medical staff was very fast.

As soon as Li Chong's group of people stopped, a female head nurse stood beside them, ignoring the bloody smell on their faces, and watching the wounded soldiers who got off the car skillfully assign them one by one.

Those who are seriously injured and those who need to take bile slices are taken away first. People like Li Chong who are only able to walk with injuries to their arms and legs cannot enjoy the treatment of stretchers. They can only follow the direction of the head nurse's fingers. Line up in front of the mending tent.

However, after the wounded soldiers of the [-]rd Regiment who came with Li Chong said that Li Chong was the battalion commander of the major, their privileges immediately appeared.

There is no need to line up in the team, and they are directly invited into the tent, and anti-inflammatory drugs are given priority.

The left arm is placed on the table and fixed by two iron rings, which is to prevent the unbearable pain during sewing and cause secondary injuries.The bandage on the arm was first cut by the female doctor who was in charge of mending. Although all the female nurses in the tent were busy wearing masks, they looked young from their brows and could do psychological counseling. Many of them have received knowledge education. After migrating from various places to the rear, they all voluntarily signed up for medical knowledge training, and then added to the field hospital.

This female doctor doesn't look very old. Li Chong reckoned that she wasn't engaged in this profession before, and she was also a monk halfway through.

The bandage cut the opening, lost the restraint of the bandage, the wound opened again, the two sides were already swollen and arched, like a baby's mouth, it looked a little scary.

"Bite on this." The female doctor wiped the area around the wound on Li Chong's left arm with alcohol cotton, then took out a roll of bandage from the side and put it in front of Li Chong, with a Sichuan tone in her voice.

Li Chong frowned and asked, "What are you doing biting on this thing?"

"The remaining anesthetics are used for major surgery, and you have to endure the pain when you sew later."

"Such a long needle, do you want to poke it hard?"

The female doctor nodded and emphasized, "I can sew very fast."

Li Chong didn't bite it with a bandage just because he wanted to save face, and his scalp tingled when he imagined a long needle piercing through the flesh.

Bite the bandage and don't look at the wound.

The female doctor gave the needle as soon as she said it, and Li Chong's face twitched violently at that moment. The wound was already swollen, and the surrounding pain-sensing nerve endings were extremely sensitive, and it hurt even to touch it.

But this level of pain is not enough to make the brain nerves activate the protection mechanism and make people fall into a coma. Even in the pain, you can feel the thread shuttle through the flesh to the process.

Li Chong bit the bandage roll in his mouth tightly, his right leg jumped violently involuntarily, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead in an instant, and when it rolled down under his chin, it turned black. Only then did he remember his face when he came down from the battlefield. Haven't washed yet.

This process of mending is really tormented.

"Okay!" The female doctor's voice was undoubtedly heavenly.

When I looked at it again, the wound on the arm that looked like a baby's mouth was sewn up. The neat seam was obviously done well, and the swelling pain at the wound disappeared. Li Chong couldn't help overturning his previous guess and asked, "You used to learn Is it a doctor?"

The female doctor was picking up the needle tube to draw out the liquid from an anti-inflammatory drug that was sent, and then pushed the needle tube forward to squeeze out the air inside. After listening to Li Chong's question, she replied, "I have only been a field doctor for more than half a year. If you come a week or so earlier, I’m sure I can’t sew at the level I’m at now. These days I sew hundreds of wounds every day, and practice makes perfect. But before I learned medical knowledge, I was also very fast at knitting sweaters. Is there any problem? ?”

Knitting is quick too!Accompanied by a needle, the second half of the sentence made the corners of Li Chong's mouth twitch violently.

Taking western anti-inflammatory drugs, this is Li Chong's special treatment as a major officer. Other ordinary soldiers will only suture them and tie them up with bandages. At most, they can get some Chinese herbal medicines to apply when conditions permit. Whether they get inflammation or infection depends entirely on fate Not hard anymore.

There is no way, the domestic medicine is especially tense nowadays.

After the wound was treated, Li Chong asked the female nurses for a small piece of soap. After washing his face and hands with a basin of hot water, he found a set of clean clothes, took a towel, and went to the hospital in the mountains. I took a bath with one hand next to the mountain spring water.

One advantage of this mountain is that you don't have to worry about taking a bath.As long as you find a stream flowing down from the mountain and stick it high with a bamboo pole, it is a simple sprinkler.

After wiping it off, the sticky feeling on my body finally disappeared.

(End of this chapter)