The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 832 Visit ([-])

Strictly speaking, what Guman said is problematic.

Although the little dustpan was dying when the little dustpan was sent out, it still has breath after all.

But the veterans who are used to seeing life and death all know that if the little dustpan is really gone, they will be very sad but they will not be surprised.

However, does it matter that the ancient Manchu language is not accurate?Of course it's not important, who cares about that, the important thing is that the little dustpan survived!
And what happened next was that Shang Zhen and the others all ran to the ward of Little Dustpan, and then they saw Little Dustpan still wrapped in bandages obediently lying on a wooden bed.

Their entry woke up the little dustpan who was just about to fall asleep, so the soldiers who crowded the bedside looked at the little dustpan with happy faces, and the corners of the little dustpan's mouth moved slightly and looked at them with a smile.

The little dustpan still can't speak, and his head is also wrapped with a bandage.

Shang Zhen and the others were also unable to speak, because just as they plopped into the house, a little nurse wearing a mask showing nice big eyes and long eyelashes said, "You can take a look, but no one can talk to him .”

Don't speak if you are not allowed to speak. As long as people are alive, there will be plenty of time to speak in the future.

Thus, a large group of men just stared at one man, and that man stared at that group of men, their gazes intertwined, unconsciously, tears welled up in the corners of the men's eyes.

Is it true that no one speaks, and there is actually a silence between men at this time?It seems that there are!
Everyone watched quietly like this for a while, and finally Shang Zhen said: "Take care of it well, and when it's done, we'll fight devils together!"

The little dustpan looked like he wanted to talk, but he really couldn't say it, because he just moved his lower lip, and a painful expression appeared on his face, and he straightened up again, looking like he wanted to nod, but he was lying down. Yes, how can the lying person nod?It was just lifting his neck, but the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"Just listen." Shang Zhen said hastily.

At this time, the little nurse who had been standing by the side said: "Okay, he can't speak, don't make him excited, you should go out."

Shang Zhen and the others looked at the little dustpan and could only go out, but at this time the little dustpan struggled again.

Shocked, Shang Zhen and the others stopped in a hurry.

It has been half a month since the dustpan was injured and treated.

But so what?He walked away from the gate of hell, even though Shang Zhen and the others didn't see it, they could guess that the little dustpan probably wouldn't be able to eat the most hungry food now, isn't his body very weak?

"I said, listen, if I'm right, just blink!" Shang Zhen said again.

Um?This trick is not bad, the little dustpan really blinked his eyes, it seems that at least it doesn't hurt when he moves his eyelids.

The move was made by Shang Zhen, so everyone looked at Shang Zhen.

But Shang Zhen looked into the little dustpan's eyes and guessed the little dustpan's thoughts. After a while, Shang Zhen tried to ask: "Do you not want us to go?"

When Shang Zhen asked this, the others looked at the little dustpan again, this time the little dustpan didn't smile, he was indeed seriously injured, even if he could save his life, smiling became a burden.

"I don't want to let us go, but we can't keep you here as an aunt like you." Shang Zhen looked at the ground in thought, then raised his head and asked, "You don't want to see us every day, do you?"

And then the little dustpan blinked again.

Shang Zhen smiled: "Okay! What's the big deal? Anyway, there is no war for the time being. I'll transfer all our people here so that you can take a look at it every day!"

As soon as Shang Zhen said this, everyone looked at the little dustpan and laughed again. Although it was only for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched again, but the starry light of the little dustpan smile!
The group of veterans who were familiar with Little Dustpan could vaguely see from his smiling face the childish look he had when he first joined them.

To be honest, in just over half a month, the little dustpan has really lost its shape. The protruding cheekbones and sunken cheeks on his face are all thin and out of shape.

Although Shang Zhen and the others felt that the little dustpan couldn't eat anything, they were not doctors after all, but they didn't know that since the first few days after the little dustpan woke up, they were being given normal saline while taking medicine, and Right now, I can barely eat some liquid food.

What is liquid food?That is a millet porridge or something.

As far as this kind of treatment is concerned, it is to make other damaged organs recover their functions in a suspenseful manner, and anyone who encounters such treatment will lose weight.

But then again, the current treatment enjoyed by the little dustpan is absolutely no more than one ten-thousandth of the current Chinese soldiers!

No way, the country is too weak.

A country is like a person, who is so thin that he has no flesh, and what refuses to fall is the skeleton, which is the backbone of the nation.

"Okay, then it's settled, I'll let us find a place to live right in front of us, and if we don't have a place to live, we'll live outside, always waiting for your recovery.

okay!They're all fighting, so stop whining, let's go! "Shang Zhen stood up and said decisively with a wave of his hand.

Shang Zhen and the others swarmed in, and this time they filed out again. Someone who could talk like Qin Chuan even said to the nurse standing aside, "Please trouble sister!", and the nurse just nodded at them, It's a pity that people wear masks on their faces. It's pretty nice to look at their eyes and eyelashes.

Shang Zhen and the others went out of the house and waited until they had walked far enough before the soldiers gave a "coax" sound, and this time they were completely happy.

The little dustpan is still alive, he is still alive!Not only was he still alive, but he didn't have any missing arms or legs!Then how could Shang Zhen and his gang not be happy?

Soldiers from the Northwest Army glanced at them from a distance, seeing that although they were carrying weapons, they did not behave abnormally and did not come to interfere.

After everyone had had enough fun, Qin Chuan said in a low voice: "That little nurse should look pretty!"

"When you see that the little dustpan is fine, you just pull this?" Ma Tian put it aside and smiled.

"Hey." Qin Chuan smiled embarrassedly, but then he suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, you said that the little nurse has been taking care of our little dustpan, so did you put our little dustpan, that, that, and that? I've seen everything!"

Qin Chuan was also funny, he said, "I've seen all of that, that, that, and that," but his eyes were looking up and down at Hu Zhuzi.

"Are you staring at me?" Hu Zhuzi became displeased, and the other soldiers laughed.

Qin Chuan still wanted to continue to be funny, but Gu Man interrupted him: "Quickly pull it down, the nurse just changed his dressing, and it's not surprising to see anything, these days I've been carrying shit and urinating for the little dustpan. "

As the saying goes, there are too many people, so when Gu Man said this, someone would naturally answer: "Well, what can you do if you just serve the little dustpan."

That one said again: "By the way, why are you the only one? Why don't we have five people here? What about Uncle Wang and the others?"

Old Uncle Wang is of course referring to Old Mao Wang, but when he mentioned Old Mao Wang, Gu Man's expression became strange: "They are still locked up now."

(End of this chapter)