Quickly wear the host, she is willing to help others

Chapter 66 My mother loves the long and hates the short (8)

Although the man was shot in the abdomen, the bullet was not in his stomach. Changyan guessed that he endured the pain and pulled it out with his fingers, so it was broken into pieces.

Changyan carefully opened the wound on the man's stomach, and a trace of blood soaked out.

Unfortunately, it was getting late, so she didn't look very carefully, so she could only try her best to pick out the minced meat with a silver needle.

Sprinkling on anti-inflammatory medicine, Changyan took the needle and thread threaded by Fu Nanqing.

Unfortunately, I had prepared some catgut before, so I could suture the man's wounds now.

There was blood, and bits of minced meat fell to the side. This had a great impact on Fu Nanqing. She turned blue and had the urge to "vomit". It was very bloody.

"Qingqing, suturing is just like sewing clothes. Suturing follows the texture of the skin. Not only does it effectively recover, but it also reduces bleeding." Changyan said while suturing, "We came out of the occupied area, and we can't walk more than a few hundred miles." It’s still a occupied area.”

"You should get used to it as soon as possible. Qingqing, the war will be more bloody than what we see now."

Fu Nanqing blushed and said reluctantly: "Sister, I know, his condition is considered good. He was only injured. R people...that's called bloody."

After healing the wound on his stomach, Zhang Yan went to deal with the bullet in his shoulder.

She changed the stitching method and quickly peeled off the bullet with a knife.

Because the silver needle was used to stop the bleeding, the amount of bleeding was small.

Changyan sutured a wound, and Fu Nanqing was eager to try: "Sister, I want to suture it."

Changyan handed her the needle, carefully explained the precautions, and then said: "You have to hurry, he is unconscious now, don't care whether the stitches look good or not, as long as they are sewn, it will be good. The faster you stitch, the better." The better. There is an advantage when a person is in a coma. If you sew him up like this, his reaction will not be too great and the amount of bleeding will not be too large. The more pain the person feels, the greater the amount of bleeding will be."

Fu Nanqing's original nervousness also dissipated a lot at Chang Yan's words. She didn't spend much time sewing, and when she finished sewing, she was sweating profusely.

Fu Nanqing wiped the sweat with her sleeves and asked, "Sister, can he survive?"

Changyan packed up his things and replied: "It depends on God's will."

She handed Mu Cang to Fu Nanqing and explained: "If this man wakes up, you have to be careful. We are not sure who he is. Mu Cang needs to be hidden. This is a life-saving guy."

Fu Nanqing saw Chang Yan wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, and asked anxiously: "Sister, are you going out now?"

Changyan nodded: "Go out and deal with the traces. To avoid being caught up."

Fu Nanqing: "But the rain is getting heavier and heavier, so it shouldn't catch up..."

Changyan replied: "Let's not gamble our lives with a sense of chance. There is a wooden hole in the abdomen and two injuries on the back shoulders. It is obvious that they were beaten from behind, that is, they were beaten while fleeing."

"Who knows who he is and what he has on him. If he is important, then people will come looking for him even if it rains. If we don't take care of the traces, we may suffer disaster."

Fu Nanqing didn't doubt what Chang Yan said, so her face immediately turned ugly.

Changyan said: "Qingqing, don't worry too much. I'll assign you a task. First, search this man's body to see if you can find anything. Once you find it, put it back. We'll tell you what it is when I come back."

"Then I packed up everything. When I heard the sound of the wooden barn, I quickly pulled the donkey to the location I drew on the map. Ignore this man. If I can't walk this way, abandon the donkey and hide quickly. , if you have a chance, go to the nearest city and I will look for you."

Fu Nanqing's small face looked heavy: "I know, sister, we will be fine!"

The last words were like comfort.

Feeling the darkness of the night, Changyan used a flashlight that she was reluctant to use on weekdays, and walked forward in the mud.

The rain was heavy, and the sound of the gurgling could cover up many subtle sounds, so I was even more careful about my appearance.

Heavy rain is beneficial.

At least there will be no blood stains left on the ground or leaves, and the smell will hardly stay.

She only needed to look for any downed bushes, downed grass, and drag marks on the ground. She also needed to pay attention to whether there were any pieces of clothing left on the branches.

Fu Nanqing prayed that everything would go well.I took a piece of cloth, soaked it in water, and wiped it with the man.

"You have to survive...you can't let the medicine and thread go in vain."

Fu Nanqing had a serious face, quite mature: "Safe... safe... safe..."

Chang Yan is not here, she is only seven years old after all, so it is normal to be afraid.

He kept mumbling to himself to relieve his fear.

Following Chang Yan's instructions, she carefully touched the man's clothes, and finally found a note in the man's underwear pocket, which read.

[Yamamoto and Nakata led [-] elite troops from G City on June [-]th, bypassed Hujiakou, and attacked Fengjiawan. 】

Fu Nanqing's heart palpitated, and a kind of panic spread in her heart.

She had never been formally exposed to war, but in the past half month, Changyan had told her a lot about war.The characteristics of various weapons, tactics and tactics, etc...

Fu Nanqing realized that this matter was very big and related to the life and death of many compatriots.

There is also a series of numbers written on the back of this piece of paper.According to what Chang Yan told her, this is encrypted text, and she needs a codebook to compare and interpret.

After calming down, Fu Nanqing folded the note and put it back in his pocket.

Fu Nanqing took a deep breath and touched the man's pants again, inch by inch, and found some bullets and a gun.

Fu Nanqing put away the gun and bullets and continued to touch, even the man's shoes.

No way, because of her appearance, she felt that even the soles of shoes could hide things.

After searching the man's body, Fu Nanqing couldn't help but feel a little anxious as Zhang Yan still hadn't come back.

She wrung her hands and looked outside. There was no light.

It was just the sound of rain.

The faint sound of rain.

I can't even see clearly.

When the wind blows, it will make a strange sound, which is a bit scary.

Fu Nanqing packed their things anxiously and comforted their donkeys.

He also put some rainwater on the pot stand he took from the farmer's house to boil, and got some sweet potatoes, rice, and beans in to cook.

Fu Nanqing didn't dare to let herself stop.As soon as he stopped, he couldn't help but feel scared, and even more worried about Chang Yan's safety.

After Changyan cleaned up the traces, she turned off the flashlight and carefully sensed her surroundings. She walked to high ground, stood on a stone, and hugged the tree.

She saw the lights flashing, but they were far away, five or six hundred meters away.

There seemed to be seven or eight people searching.

Changyan couldn't see clearly and didn't dare to alert the snake.

After confirming that they had not come and were far away, Changyan felt relieved and returned the same way.

When she came back, she called out: "Qingqing, I'm back."

Hearing the familiar voice, Fu Nanqing dropped the things in her hands and ran out directly, hugging Changyan in her arms. Her anxious heart finally let go, and Fu Nanqing cried unsatisfactoryly.

"Sister, you are back!"

(End of this chapter)