Douluo: Qin Shimingyue system

Li Qian was in a hurry and it was already too late to leave today, so he said a few words to Huo Jingshen and ordered the medical team's car to set off.

"Are all the doctors from the medical team inside?"

"It's all there."

Huo Jingshen couldn't ask any more questions, so he had no choice but to let Li Qian get in the car.

He watched the medical team's car leave, already making a plan in his mind.

He turned around and said to Ah Feng: "The medical team has contributed a lot this time. I remember that according to the custom here, next week is the monthly bonfire party. Then call the master and we will hold a bonfire party here."

Ah Feng heard it and said, "Okay!"

At this time, Ah Feng really felt good.

When I came here, the mobile phone signal was not good, and there were no entertainment activities on the mobile phone. I just completed the same thing mechanically all day long, listening to the roar of artillery in the distance, and I couldn't sleep well at night.

Being able to hold a bonfire party can also give people a sense of belonging and entertainment.

Xia Ranran felt that going out for field work was really tiring.

Huo Zhengke is still in the same group as her.

Xia Ranran asked: "When I didn't come out a few days ago, who were you in the same group with?"

"Myself."

Xia Ranran was a little strange, "What can you do alone?"

"Of course I can do anything." Huo Zhengke said, "I can also bandage."

Huo Zhengke, a top student who graduated from the Department of Finance, has completely mastered basic nursing knowledge after this period of study.

A young soldier was lying under the broken wall. The wound on his foot had festered and the pus needed to be removed first.

Anesthetics were in short supply, so Xia Ranran would use them sparingly when she could endure the pain.

The festering wound was so big that even if an anesthetic was used to inject peripherally, it would require at least two injections, which might not be effective.

She said: "Son, please bear with me, I need to clean your wound."

"Well, I can bear it."

The face of the young soldier in front of her had been covered in black ash from the cannon fodder. Only one pair of eyes were exceptionally bright, so bright that she couldn't look directly into them.

She patted his shoulder gently, "I'm going to start."

She directly used surgical scissors to remove all the rotten flesh, then used a syringe to extract the pus inside, and finally put a drainage strip and bandaged it.

During this process, every cut caused deep pain in the flesh, but the young soldier did not say a word and gritted his teeth.

By the end, Xia Ranran could feel that the soldier's muscles were tense and starting to tremble, but he still remained silent.

This is the contemporary military spirit!

Xia Ranran couldn't help but burst into tears. She bandaged the wound with gauze, "It needs to be cleaned at least three times."

The young soldier nodded.

"Then you come back to the tent with us so that I can help you change your dressing. I think your place is prone to inflammation and it will be bad if you have a fever." Xia Ranran suggested.

"No," he nodded, "I can't leave now. I have to stay here. This is the front line. If I retreat to the rear now, then I will be a deserter. I don't want to be a deserter."

Xia Ranran wanted to say something more, but Huo Zhengke stopped her.

Huo Jingshen pulled Xia Ranran to the back to avoid the wounded, and then said to Xia Ranran: "Leave him here, don't you understand?"

Xia Ranran actually understands.

Every profession has its own sense of professional honor.

If Xia Ranran was asked to get off the operating table when she was faced with a life-and-death decision, and she did not need to continue to participate in the subsequent patient treatment, she would not be willing.

She nodded.

"Also," Huo Zhengke added, "even if he wants to go, you can't take him back."

"why?"

"Do you think Huo Jingshen's tent is enough?"

Xia Ranran ignored this.

She only listened to Huo Zhengke continue: "What if there are ten or eight more people who want to follow our medical team back? Our place is not a shelter."

Xia Ranran understood.

She said: "I was impulsive."

When facing every patient, she wanted to do her best to make the patient better. As for other aspects, she had not considered it.

She turned around and said, "We will send a medical team every day. You remember to ask the doctor to change your dressing every day."

She took out two pills from the medicine cabinet.

"This is an antipyretic medicine, this is an anti-inflammatory medicine," Xia Ranran said, "These are very precious medicines. If you have a fever, take these two medicines. If you don't feel uncomfortable, you don't need to take them. Just keep these two pills."

The young soldier stretched out his hand. The skin on his hand was covered with small scratches. It was so rough that he did not look like a young man in his early twenties.

He took the pills from Xia Ranran's hand and said solemnly: "I will definitely keep it safe!"

Today, Xia Ranran treated many people's injuries.

In the case of a shortage of supplies, some people can only do basic care. Whether they can get through it depends on the fate of the person.

During the subsequent treatment process, Xia Ranran did not ask the patients to go back with her. Even so, some still wanted to go back with them.

After all, being outside and being in a protected tent area are completely different.

Xia Ranran refused.

She couldn't bear it several times and didn't even dare to look into such bright and sincere eyes.

Later, she stopped talking and it was Huo Zhengke who helped her block it.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the medical team went back.

On the way back, the excitement in the car was no longer as high as when I came here, and I looked a little depressed.

Sissi glanced at Xia Ranran: "Sister Xia, will you come with us tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" Xia Ranran said, "If I don't treat Young Master Huo tomorrow, I will go out with you on the field."

Sissi deliberately said: "You are so happy. We do manual labor outside all day long, and you don't have to go out. So tell us what the disease is, young master."

As soon as the people around heard what Qian Qian said, they all looked at Xia Ranran.

Sissi's words sounded a bit provocative.

Xia Ranran narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly, "Everyone should do his or her own duties. There is a specialization in the art, so there is no need to force anyone to stay."

These words hit Sissi directly in the face.

Sissi's face suddenly lost its expression and she felt unsightly.

Didn't this woman just make it clear that she should do her own thing and stay out of her own business?

There is also a specialization in the art industry, so why do you say it is so advanced?

But when Xia Ranran said this, no one in the car asked.

When getting out of the car, Song Qian patted Qianqian's arm and said, "Don't ask random questions. I think Sister Xia is quite nice."

"Very good?" Sissi said disdainfully, "She just wants to be lazy! If I ask her to tell me today, she won't be able to tell what her illness is."

Song Qian said: "I don't think Sister Xia is just being lazy. You see, Sister Xia saved a whole street of patients today. When she finally stood up from the ground, her waist could no longer straighten."

Sissi said: "She was all pretending."

Song Qian: "No..."

"Forget it, you and I are not of the same mind, so there is no need to say anything to me," Sissi said and turned around and left, ignoring Song Qian.

She must find out what happened to Xia Ranran.