Quick pass system to deliver little brother

Chapter 113 The Admiral Is Well (35)

Even though he knew that his admiral was unhappy with him, when he thought about the business, he didn't care whether the knife would hurt someone or not.

"Admiral, Professor Brown's medicine was bought by R country people at a high price in advance. Nowadays, those who have the medicine can only import it from abroad. It's just that the distance is only ten days and a half months."

Ten days and a half months, the group of soldiers who were dying could not survive that time.

Yuan Mo took Su Xiaokenai's hand, and his deep eyes still squinted at him unhappily: "I have the medicine, go and notify the doctor to prepare for treatment."

As he said that, he took little Kanai to see another batch of medicine.

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medicine?There?

The medicine sent by Su Yao really solved the urgent need here, like sending charcoal in the snow, it saved the lives of many soldiers.

Everyone on the front line knew that Admiral Lin was followed by a gentleman with a gentle and handsome appearance, and the medicines they used were basically sent by him.

For a while, Su Yao became famous among the frontline soldiers.

Su Yao followed Admiral Lin's buttocks all day long, and Admiral Lin took him with him when he ate, slept, and discussed battle plans.

At the beginning, some people objected, fearing that the plan would leak out.

It was suppressed by Yuan Mo's force, and the plan was not leaked, so the matter was over.

On this day, the fighting on the front line had just rested, and the overwhelming sound of guns and ammunition and the roar of soldiers could be heard everywhere.

The sound of the explosion was deafening, and even standing behind could feel the vibration of the ground. The houses covered in yellow mud were shaken down, and dust was scattered in the air.

"Doctor Wang, Doctor Wang, this comrade-in-arms is bleeding profusely, and he can't stop it no matter what."

"Doctor Wang, Doctor Wang..."

"Doctor Wang..."

The temporary medical station was crowded with people. Doctors and nurses came and went, and batches of injured patients rescued from the front line were hurriedly sent here.

The young and handsome Dr. Wang is busy, his white coat is stained red with blood, and his eyes are black and blue. He just finished an operation and was called away before he could catch his breath. Dr. Wang wished he could grow into an octopus some hands.

"Where is the nurse? Is there a nurse?" Dr. Wang just received a comrade who had just been rescued from the front line.

His originally strong body was completely blackened by the blast, and his clothes were scorched and sticky with blood and flesh.

The black flesh was turned out, the blood flowed continuously, and the white bones were clearly visible.

There is still a shallow breath in the chest, and once you exhale, more blood will flow.

There are not enough doctors and nurses. With such high-intensity wounded, Dr. Wang, who has not rested for a long time, has trembling eyes.

Just after the anesthetic was given, and he turned over the shrapnel in the soldier's body by himself, an extra pair of pliers appeared in front of Dr. Wang.

Dr. Wang looked up at the person who came, and was stunned for a second. Before he could speak, he took the pliers and took out the shrapnel.

"Hemostatic forceps."

Dr. Wang put on a mask, pressed his fingers on the bleeding wound of the wounded, and said coldly.

The slender figure at the side found the hemostat among the many medical tools and handed it to Dr. Wang.

"tweezers."

"Vascular clamp."

"blade."

"..."

Take out all the shrapnel, suture to stop the bleeding, wrap the bandage, and prepare the medicine to hang the wounded.

After a whole set of operations, Dr. Wang almost passed out from exhaustion.

Leaning against the wall, he took out a mint from the inside of his blood-stained white coat and put it in his mouth.

"Want to eat?" Dr. Wang handed the mints to the slender figure.

"No thanks."

The man smiled and refused, and leaned against the wall with him, staring at the ceiling emptily.

(End of this chapter)