Lieutenant, stand at attention and rest!

Chen Mufeng had indeed woken up. In fact, when Yao Xiaojing was cleaning the wound for him, he already had partial consciousness. Waves of burning pain attacked his endurance. He really wanted to shout loudly to make that person calm down. . .Lighten up. .But it was useless, he couldn't even open his eyes, how could he open his chapped lips.

Later, the pain subsided.

He thought that the torture was over, but he didn't expect that he would hear a familiar voice that made his heart extremely soft.With a slightly anxious tone, he was arguing with someone.He couldn't hear clearly, and only relied on his weak consciousness to grasp the voice that belonged to her between the lines. . .

He really wanted to know what she had said.

He didn't want to miss every second of being with her. .

In a trance, he gradually became clearer and understood that she was arguing with a strange man because of him, and it was his injury that needed an anesthetic. .The dose was not enough, and the doctor proposed a risky operation. . .And she was leaving. . . .The man held her back. . . .

Where is she going?

Such an angry girl with a character of vengeance, is she going to avenge him?

He really wanted to laugh, but when he moved, he felt pain all over his body. . .He twitched the corners of his mouth and finally sighed. .Shouted: Yao Xiaojing.

"I agree...the operation!..." He was still laughing, wouldn't he frown and cry out in pain when he woke up?Why is he still smiling at her. .Smiling so ugly, a black face. .A mouthful of white teeth. . .It made her heart suddenly become sore and painful. . .

Yao Xiaojing felt that tears were gathering in his eyes, as if if he continued to laugh so heartlessly, they would burst into tears. .

"Well...I'm with you...Mu Feng...I'll be with you all the time..." She emphasized the word Mu Feng because she felt that maybe now, he would like her to call him Mu Feng.It represented a closer relationship, something she wanted and something he expected. .

When Chen Mufeng heard her calling his name, he was moved for a moment, and his whole body was filled with joy, and he floated upwards. . .Disperse. . .He once begged her under the night light of Mount Zhao, but unfortunately, she fell asleep at that time.

Chen Mufeng hummed lightly: "Let's start... let's go..."

The military doctor leaned down and consulted him: "It's a penetrating wound, and it will hurt when you remove the foreign body, you must hold back!"

Chen Mufeng nodded slowly and smiled: "I can bear it... Doctor, thank you!"

The military doctor was stunned for a moment, feeling that his eyes suddenly became hot. He took a deep breath, patted Chen Mufeng's shoulder, and reminded Yao Xiaojing to get ready to start.

The operation took a full hour.

From debridement to anesthesia, to excision of necrotic tissue, removal of sharp shrub branches, and finally cleaning, suturing and bandaging, it took a full hour.

Yao Xiaojing felt that her eyes must be swollen like peaches, because she watched Chen Mufeng's bitten lip and sweaty forehead crying during the whole operation.

She can't touch him because she has more important side quests to do.

She couldn't call him, because that would distract the military doctor and cause the operation to fail.

She had never seen such a brave man, including the military doctor, who admired his performance.He has already surpassed the limit that a normal human can bear, but he never yelled from the beginning to the end.He and her eyes met, he was silent and she shed tears, but the tender feelings that cannot be ignored flowed faintly in the narrow space. .

After getting a tetanus and antibiotics, the operation was finally over.

The military doctor's clothes were wet with sweat, and he was almost collapsed.

He slumped on the console beside him and opened half of the car door.

Hulala surrounded a bunch of heads, among which the clouded leopard was the shortest and brightest.

He spat out the nameless grass root he was chewing on, and squinting at the military doctor, he said, "How about it, future surgeon, has anyone been your ghost?"

The military doctor also smiled, his eyes were bright, and the light almost dazzled the faces of the onlookers.

"Fortunately, that person's life is great, just so he met me again..."

"Haha...well..." The political commissar took the lead in applauding first, and then all the people present, except for Major Yunbao, who was barely dragging, and Zhang Baishan, who was still sulking, the rest of the people applauded enthusiastically to celebrate. Not easy good results.

When they later learned that the military doctor had operated without telling them that the anesthesia dose was seriously insufficient, the first people who jumped up to kill the military doctor were Yunbao and Zhang Baishan. The strange big contrast just showed that they They are the ones who really lead the soldiers. At critical moments, they are the only ones who care most about these men in the military camp who are born and died.

Chen Mufeng had a long and weird dream.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to his home in the mountains, a small village at an altitude of 700 meters.His home is in the middle of the village, a clear stream passes through the door of the poor house, and lush trees grow in the forest nearby. Groups of old men and women lean against the sunny courtyard wall, whispering quietly. language.As if traveling through time and space, he returned to the childhood in his dream, playing with his friends in the stream with bare bellies, and vaguely heard someone calling his name: "Mu Feng...Mu Feng... Go home for dinner..." The soft accent, with a touch of sweetness, was exactly the mother in his memory.

He responded loudly, got out of the cool stream, took the coat on the weeds on the bank and ran towards the house.But it was strange, he ran and ran. .He couldn't get under the big locust tree in front of his house. He was very anxious and wanted to call for help, but the villagers by the courtyard wall disappeared. His mother was very angry and pointed at him, as if to blame He what. . .

He became even more anxious, and rushed towards the door eagerly, without wiping off the sweat from his brow. . .

"Mom...Mom..." he shouted in his dream. .But in a blink of an eye, the mother's face changed into another sharp and sharp face. She pointed at him and told him to go away. . .In sight, on the wheat border in front of the house, stood a delicate and beautiful mother, waving to him sadly. . . . .

His heart suddenly hurt like a knife. He pressed his chest tightly and shouted: "Mom...don't leave me...don't leave me...don't!" Waking up from a nightmare.