A young man with the appearance of a cadre held a pistol in his right hand, and with his left he unceremoniously pushed away those who stood in his way. A group of soldiers behind him surrounded a stretcher. They had just come down from the battlefield, their bodies were ragged, bloodstained, and their faces were murderous. They directly carried the wounded into the operating room of the field hospital, seemingly not planning to go through any formalities at all. Seeing this behavior that violated the system, a young assistant criticized a few words. A slap in the face, the assistant was furious, really reversed, dared to come here to act wildly, he was about to call the guards, but suddenly fell silent, because he found that the cadre raised a pistol to his forehead. The assistant was transferred from the field army, and he was not an amateur with guns. He could see that the other party was not trying to scare people. The nose of the shell gun was opened wide, and the bullets were loaded.
The cadre said coldly to the assistant: "Operate our teacher right away, don't tell me that you have to wait in line for the operation, listen, if there is something good or bad for our teacher, I will shoot you first, and then the doctor. Do you hear me clearly? Operate immediately." The assistant's face turned pale, he knew that there was no reason to talk to these soldiers who had just come down from the battlefield, they were a group of people who had lost their minds. What's more, the wounded was actually a teacher. In the late period of the Liberation War, casualties of division-level cadres were rare.
The assistant did not dare to neglect, and immediately summoned the doctors to perform the operation. At this time, Li Yunlong lying on the operating table was really bruised. As soon as the bandage on his abdomen was opened, the blue-purple intestines slipped out of the body from the huge wound immediately, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in blood. The blood pressure was close to zero. The doctor quickly After washing his whole body, he found that he was covered with wounds. He counted 18 wounds, all of which were shrapnel wounds.
The doctor who served as the chief surgeon, Takeda Jiro, was a Japanese military doctor who was captured in the late period of the Anti-Japanese War. After being captured, he was very moved by the humane treatment he received. He voluntarily joined the Anti-war League of Japanese Soldiers and served in the Eighth Route Army. He is a very experienced surgeon, and at least hundreds of seriously injured people have been revived by his operations.
But today's operation is a bit stressful. This seriously wounded man is a division commander. Outside the operating room, there are a group of armed and red-eyed subordinates staring at him. These uneducated soldiers have a simple way of thinking. If their division commander cannot be saved, it is because the doctor did not treat him well , it's my doctor's turn to settle the score.
Thinking of this, Dr. Takeda Heiji's hands trembled a little. The wounded man in front of him was so seriously injured that his blood was almost gone, his whole body was like a broken bottle, and everything needed to be repaired. Since the shell exploded at a close distance, the shrapnel was shot deep, and the surgical forceps to hold the shrapnel could not reach the wound. A piece of shrapnel was shot from the left cheek and passed through the right cheek, crushing several pieces on both sides. The molars were a little bit worse, and the tongue would be knocked out.
The doctor was sweating profusely. The blood in the blood bank was almost exhausted. From the group of soldiers standing at the door, only two blood types were selected. The director of the hospital urgently called all the medical staff in the hospital to check the blood types. Only Tian Yu, a nurse from the nursing department, had the same blood type. The 400cc blood of this young nurse was injected into Li Yunlong's blood vessel.
Dong Dahai, the company commander of the second division's security guards, was sitting on the steps outside the operating room, fiddling with his sniper, closing the nose of the machine for a while, and opening it again for a while, scaring others away from him. He was listening to the movement in the operating room with his ears upright. Every time a piece of shrapnel was clamped out and thrown into a metal plate, the sound made his heart tremble.
He is a veteran of the Li Yunlong Independent Regiment. He joined the army in northern Shanxi in 1941. When he first joined the army, he worked as a correspondent for Li Yunlong. During an anti-sweep in 1942, he was shot in the leg and was closed into the encirclement. At this time, he had protruded from the encirclement. Li Yunlong personally took a machine gun and led a series of kills to open a gap and snatched him out. When breaking through, the regiment leader gave him his horse to ride, but he himself covered it on foot.
From then on, Dong Dahai recognized one thing. In the independent regiment, Li Yunlong will always be the regiment leader. Even if the regiment leader makes a big mistake and is downgraded to a gangster, he only recognizes Li Yunlong. Admittedly, whoever says Li Yunlong is bad, he will slap him like a dog without saying a word. Without Captain Li, there would be no Dong Dahai, and the grace of saving lives is like reborn parents.
In this encounter, Dong Dahai's guards surrounded Li Yunlong tightly. For this reason, he was kicked by the teacher several times. He thought he was always standing in the way, so he just protected him, and something happened in the end. He only remembered that after the Kuomintang officer in yellow woolen uniform commanded the fatal shot, he was immediately knocked down by the machine gunner. Dong Dahai howled and led the soldiers to rush forward. It was also tough enough to fight to the death without retreating, and they were all killed in the end, but in the end they still snatched the general away, I don't know whether it was dead or alive.
When the stretcher team came up to carry the division commander, Dong Dahai refused to let him live or die. He was worried. During the dispute, he committed the old habit of beating others and slapped the stretcher captain. In the end, the soldiers of the guard company carried the stretcher.
A beautiful girl in a white nurse's uniform was helped out of the blood drawing room, her face pale. One of Dong Dahai's soldiers whispered in his ear: "Company commander, this nurse has just transfused our teacher's blood." Dong Dahai rushed to the girl, and knelt down without saying a word: "Comrade nurse, you are our teacher." Your great benefactor is my Dong Dahai’s great benefactor, and I kowtow to you on behalf of the whole teacher..." As he spoke, he kowtowed like garlic. The girl pulled Dong Dahai up in panic and said repeatedly: "Comrade, comrade, don't do this, this is my duty..."
Dong Dahai made up his mind, he had done everything he had to do, and the blood was transfused, so the teacher should be alive again. If there is a good or bad thing, I can't rely on others. I can't spare the Japanese doctor who performed the surgery. Damn, the Japanese have no good things. After fighting with them for so many years, they still don't know them? Anyway, if the teacher is not rescued, I will shoot this bastard first, and go to the law enforcement department. He'd counted eighteen shrapnel from the last metal thud he heard, my God, eighteen pieces of shrapnel.
When the Japanese doctor came out of the operating room wiping his sweat, Dong Dahai rushed over again. The doctor told him through an interpreter that although the operation was finished, it was unlikely that the wounded man would survive because his injuries were too serious.
Dong Dahai bumped his head when he heard the fire, damn it, it must be that this little devil didn't work hard. He stretched out his hand to draw the gun, but he was stopped when he pulled out halfway: "Stop! What are you doing here?" Dong Dahai turned his head and was about to have a fit, but when he saw it, his head dropped. It was Zhao Gang, the former political commissar of the independent regiment, who is now the deputy political commissar of the column.
Just as Zhao jumped off his horse, seeing Dong Dahai acting wild here, he became very angry. Years of military career also made Zhao Gang, who was born as an intellectual, turn into a fiery temper. He hit Dong Dahai's ass with a whip , making him jump up like a branding iron burned his ass. Zhao Gang reprimanded: "You are also a veteran, who allows you to come here to play wild? Who is not in a hurry when the commander is injured? You are in a hurry? You still take out a gun? What do you want to do? Guns are used to hit the enemy, not your own comrades . I heard that someone was beaten? Did you turn against you? Go back and write an inspection for me. If you don’t understand well, I will dismiss you. Now take your soldiers and get out of here!” In those days, the army was full of curses, especially the superiors. For subordinates, scold as soon as you open your mouth, and only criticize when you finish scolding.
For a veteran like Dong Dahai, if ordinary people scolded him, he would slap him in the morning, but when the old superior scolded him, he immediately lost his temper. He snapped to attention, saluted Zhao Gang, rubbed his buttocks and led the soldiers away.
Li Yunlong has been transferred to the intensive care unit, his body is covered with thick bandages, and he is still unconscious. After listening to the dean's report, Zhao Gang waved for everyone to go out. He wanted to be alone with his old comrades for a while. He sat beside Li Yunlong and watched silently. Suddenly, he started to sob, and the tears kept rolling down. Memories of scenes with Li Yunlong when they were in Northwest Shanxi flooded into his heart...
For eight full years, they have experienced hundreds of battles together. They survived together in such a dangerous and difficult environment. The master who was being scolded, so he scolded each other, his face was red and his neck was thick, his head was bloody, and the scolding was over, and he felt relaxed after scolding, no one would hold grudges, and they drank together again, and the wine was half drunk. The person was moved again, and with tears in his eyes, he hooked his shoulders together and called him brother. The past is like smoke. Back then, when wars raged and powerful enemies pressed down on the border, the two of them were full of arrogance and traveled across Northwest Shanxi, laughing and cursing, all of which became articles.
The scene at that time is vivid in my mind. At this moment, Zhao Gang knew that the flame of life of this old man was like that flickering little oil lamp, which might be extinguished at any time. When he thought of losing this old comrade-in-arms, he felt a heart-piercing pain. He wanted to do something. Do everything possible to keep the old buddy and snatch him back from the hands of death.
Zhao Gang knew that Li Yunlong was in a deep coma, so he said without hesitation: "Lao Li, I am Zhao Gang, I am talking to you, don't pretend you don't know, I know you are tired and want to rest more Take a break for a while, I said, listen, okay? Lao Li, this little injury is nothing, you have to hold on, don't pretend to be a bear, we have been together for so many years, I haven't seen you bear, The devil offered a reward of 100,000 oceans to buy your head, but we didn't sell it, let alone now, listen to Lao Li, you have to hold on, if you can't hold on, you have to hold on, damn it, let's fight with Lord Hades Well, who were we afraid of? Didn’t we also rush out when the tens of thousands of devils and puppet troops were surrounded by an iron wall? How about the Yamazaki Brigade? How about the Yamamoto Secret Service? Let us kill them all. There were 371 Kwantung Army soldiers who fell under the bayonet of our Independence Regiment. We are not afraid of anyone, not even the little devil, nor the king of Hades. You just suffered a small injury at the moment. Do you care about this little injury? It’s over after a long time. If you can’t stand it, you can’t do it. I, Zhao Gang, will look down on you first, you fucking bear? Isn’t it Li Yunlong from Northwest Shanxi back then? You don’t have a bear in front of the devil. Man. Could it be that Lord Yan is a bear in front of you? Like a girl? No, have you rested enough? Don’t pretend to be asleep, open your eyes for me. Think about it, when our Eighth Route Army only had three divisions and tens of thousands of people, now How many do we have? The four major field armies, two to three million people, we never dreamed of it back then. This time on the Huaihai Plain, our Huaye and Zhongye teamed up to kill 800,000 of them with 600,000 people. We are about to cross the Yangtze River Now, let me tell you, there are not many left in the Kuomintang army. Have you had enough rest? It’s time to get up and let’s work together, otherwise there will be no battle for you. Hmph, I know you are born to fight If there is no war, it's like a cat's paw scratching its heart. If you can't catch up this time, you won't have a chance. When the whole country is liberated, what can you do? What will you do? You have a bad temper, and you don't even have to let others see the gate People want you, don’t be unconvinced, oh, what can I do? At least we go to school for a few days, know a few words, and if we don’t even go to elementary school to teach, we are better than you kid, so you have to get up, You have to get through this, you still have to fight the battle, do you hear? Lao Li, did you fucking hear..." Zhao Gang cried again as he spoke, he fumbled for the handkerchief all over his body in a hurry, trying to wipe it Wipe away tears. "Chief, he's conscious..." A nurse who just entered the door shouted.
Zhao Gang was pleasantly surprised to find that Li Yunlong's closed eyelids were moving... Li Yunlong really regained consciousness on the eighth day after the operation. When he opened his eyes, he found that everything around him was white, including the ceiling, walls, and bedding. Dazzling, he closed his eyes and thought for a while but couldn't figure out why he was lying in this damn place.
"He's awake..." a girl in a white nursing suit exclaimed in surprise. Several doctors in white coats rushed over to check the body temperature and blood pressure, busy for a while. A doctor uttered a bunch of foreign languages. Li Yunlong fought the Japanese for eight years. Although he couldn't understand it, he knew it was Japanese. Subconsciously, he wanted to touch his waist with his hands, thinking that there was a pistol hanging on his waist, but the moment he moved it caused a huge pain in the wound, which made him grunt. , please don’t move, tell me what you need.”
The pain from the wound was like someone cutting his flesh with a blunt knife. Li Yunlong passed out again. Before he lost consciousness, a thought flashed through his mind: "Well, this girl looks good..." Tian Yu I've been a little depressed lately, not because of anything else, but because the director of the political department often talks to her, and every time I start a conversation, I start by asking her about the health and well-being. Is it a habit in the army? Are there any requirements in life that need to be taken care of organizationally? How can you improve your thinking through learning? Did you write it into the party application? We must actively move closer to the organization. After a few fixed greetings, the topic will be cut to: "It's time to consider personal life issues."
This is also a specific term in the team. It sounds like it has a wide range of connotations. Personal life, eating and drinking, emotions, headaches, diet, men and women, can all be called personal life issues. In fact, here, its extension is very narrow, only referring to marital issues. Although Tian Yu has only joined the army for one year, she also understands the rules of the army. The director of the political department is not concerned about her personal life.
At that time, there was a well-known discipline in the People's Liberation Army, called the 268th Regiment. That is to say, if you want to get married, you must have three hard targets. You must be over 26 years old, you must have eight years of military service, and you must be at the regimental level or above. It stands to reason that Tian Yu does not occupy any of these, but this discipline does not apply to female soldiers.
Luo Wanchun, director of the hospital's political department, likes to do this kind of work very much. First of all, his position is a position that is highly valued by leaders at all levels. In the combat troops, there were all monks, not even a lesbian, so the chiefs at all levels, who were not married and met the standards of the 268th regiment, naturally set their eyes on the field hospital where there were many girls. Those who were assigned through the organizational system were contacted by themselves or by acquaintances, so the position of director of the political department became very important. No matter how high a leader you are, you can't just ask someone's girl with such a straight face, hello: will you marry me? This must be done. Therefore, the director of the political department is the best candidate. All of this can be done in the form of organized conversations, so that it appears solemn and well-known, and the success rate is very high.
Director Luo also has his own ideas. The Huaye Army has more than 400,000 people, and there are too many chiefs who are single. No matter how many female soldiers there are in the hospital, it is not enough. What's more, who doesn't want to marry a beautiful wife, so the task is even more arduous. Director Luo is very sensitive to the positions of the chiefs, and the cadres at the regiment level can be ignored for the time being. They are still young, and there will be opportunities in the future. He must first focus on solving division and column leaders. The positions of these leaders can already prove their future prospects and solve their marriage problems. They will not forget Luo Wanchun. Luo Wanchun's position cannot be dull On the seat of the director of the political department of the hospital.
In an army dominated by men, young female soldiers are favored. Among these female soldiers who are already favored, beautiful girls are even more important. Their status is no less than that of hospital directors and technicians. The best surgeons, who dares to offend them? Don't look at the little female soldier under your command today, who knows that one day she will become the chief's wife and the chief's family.
Everyone admits that among the female soldiers in the Fourth Field Hospital, the most beautiful girl is of course Tian Yu. The 18-year-old Tian Yu is a typical Jiangnan beauty recognized by traditional Chinese aesthetics, with a slender figure, shaved shoulders, and a thin waist. , willow-leaf eyebrows are as many as cherry mouths. If you wear ancient costumes, you will look like the ancient ladies in traditional Chinese meticulous paintings. Even Zhao Gang, the deputy political commissar of the column with a gentlemanly style, came to the hospital to visit Li Yunlong last time, and had a face-to-face meeting with Tian Yu who had just left the blood draw room. . The sentence from "Song of Everlasting Regret" popped out of Zhao Gang's mind : "Red rong is like a face and a willow is like an eyebrow..." Zhao Gang smiled, his face was like a spring breeze, his way of thinking was very strange, this beauty like in an ancient painting actually aroused him Thinking about victory, our army is really strong, even such a beauty has joined the PLA, will victory be far away? Going back more than ten years, is there such a beauty in the Red Army of the Long March? Is there such a beauty in the newly formed Eighth Route Army? I've never seen it before, and now that we have such beautiful female soldiers in our ranks, doesn't it mean that we are strong enough to overthrow an old regime and establish a brand new one? What does it take to create a brand new country? It needs the extensive participation of outstanding people from all walks of life and all social classes. Of course, these outstanding people also include such beautiful women. Really, this girl is so beautiful. The legendary Jiangnan beauties Li Shishi, Chen Yuanyuan, and Dong Xiaowan are probably like this ? This is the pride of our PLA. These thoughts only flashed in Zhao Gang's mind, but he would not tell anyone, because it was a bit bourgeois.
Generally speaking, a beautiful woman has a temper, and Tian Yu is no exception. She was born in a wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, and her cultural enlightenment is private school education. Teacher, I read a lot of Four Books and Five Classics, poems and songs, and later I went to foreign school, which is a famous aristocratic girls' school in the south of the Yangtze River. Piano, chess, poetry and painting, culinary celebrities, foreign languages and social etiquette, etc. Tian Yu is a filial daughter, no matter how her parents raised her, she will try her best to do what her parents want.
The problem lies in literature. She likes to read novels, and she covers a wide range of subjects. According to conventional reading, reading too many novels will naturally give birth to some rebellious thoughts in her mind, and then she will start to think about the meaning of life. The result will of course be dissatisfaction with the real society. One of her Chinese teachers recommended some left-leaning novels, which changed Tian Yu’s thoughts profoundly. Later, she learned that this Chinese teacher was an underground member of the Communist Party of China. Tian Yu's abandonment of school has added a beautiful female soldier to the ranks of the People's Liberation Army.
It was the third time that Luo Wanchun, director of the political department of the hospital, had this conversation with Tian Yu. The first two conversations were not very pleasant. For the first time, he wanted to introduce Tian Yu to a deputy commander of a column. The second time was the commander of one of the main divisions of the Nine Columns, but Tian Yu politely refused, which made the deputy commander, division commander and Director Luo very unhappy. Director Luo thinks that Tian Yu's family background is too bad, she is full of petty bourgeois sentiments, the organization cares about her so much, and thinks about her political future, she doesn't appreciate it at all, and refuses outright, if she is a girl from poor peasant background Director Luo doesn't need to waste his time talking.
The problem is: there are many girls from poor peasants in the army, but the chiefs are still interested in this kind of beautiful urban girls with noble temperament and well-educated. The general Wu Sanjia who was born liked it, and the general Liu Zongmin who was born in mud legs under Li Zicheng also liked it. Just because of such a beauty, the direction of history was changed. Who doesn't like beauty? In front of beautiful women, the rules and regulations of family background, political ideology, class imprint and whether they are close to the organization seem to disappear.
Director Luo ran into a wall twice in a row. He was furious but didn't say anything. He knew that he couldn't bear it. This kind of beautiful girl must never be offended. Her status is too variable, and the speed of change is often It's not wise to offend a pretty woman based on just one conversation or a chance encounter. Despite Director Luo's self-cultivation and political foresight, the conversation fell apart.
This time, Tian Yu was introduced to a column-level cadre. The persuasion work seems to be the same as before. It is nothing more than the fact that these chiefs are veterans of the Red Army who have participated in the Long March and suffered many injuries. They are precious treasures of our party and army. Wealth, they have dedicated their youth to the cause of revolution, and such good comrades should be allowed to enjoy the happiness of their families. This is the trust in you in the organization, it is also a political task, it is a question of testing your loyalty to the organization, and so on.
Tian Yu was a little impatient this time. She didn't understand why Director Luo kept staring at her. A great war had just ended. Thousands of wounded people needed treatment. The hospital needed a lot of medicines, bandages, medical equipment, medical staff The personnel wished they could have a few more hands, and one person could be used by several people. They are too busy with so many things, and they still have to think about the object? If Director Luo really has nothing to do and has nothing to do, he can help the nurses wash the bandages and help the cooking team to light the fire. Besides, she resented confusing the subject of introduction with the question of loyalty to the revolutionary cause. Do those chiefs represent the revolution? Agreeing to marry them is loyalty to the revolutionary cause? On the contrary, is it disloyal or a betrayal of the trust placed in her by the organization? Love is love, and loyalty to the revolutionary cause is two different things. If I must marry in this life, it must be because of love, not any other factors.
"Director Luo, I thank the organization for trusting me, but I don't want to think about it now. The troops are about to cross the Yangtze River. Chairman Mao just issued a call to the commanders and fighters of the army to carry the revolution to the end. There is still half of China left Liberation, there are too many things to do, how can I think about these?" Tian Yu said in a gentle tone, trying to restrain the unhappiness in his heart.
"Oda, I'm a political worker, don't I understand the principles of carrying the revolution to the end? Of course what you said is reasonable, but what I'm talking to you is also the needs of the revolution. In our team, everyone Your position varies from high to low, and your contribution to the revolution also varies. No matter how important your work is, it is not as important as the chief’s contribution to the revolution. This is obvious. For example, the chief has solved family problems and has no worries. , the body will be healthy, the mood will be happy, and you can devote yourself to the revolutionary cause energetically, so your contribution to the revolution will be greater than washing bandages and nursing the wounded now?" Director Luo earnestly enlightened.
Tian Yu didn't like it very much, and felt more and more disgusted: "Director Luo, please tell me, what is the organizational attitude towards my 'personal life issue'? Is it mandatory to obey orders? Or is it voluntary?" Of course it is voluntary, but the organization can use this to test whether your political awareness is worthy of the organization's trust in you." Luo Wanchun's tone was calm, but Tian Yu was obviously feeling more and more pressure.
Tian Yu finally couldn't help it anymore, her voice raised an octave unconsciously: "If it is voluntary, then I tell you clearly, I don't want to, I don't want to now, I don't want to in the future, don't say I don't plan now To marry means to intend to marry. I will also marry for love, not for the chief’s revolutionary cause. These are two different things. I hope that the next time Director Luo talks to me, it will not be about solving my personal life problems. "
Director Luo had never seen such a stubborn female soldier. She was so reckless and dared to talk to herself in such an unreasonable tone. It was too shameful. He said in a stern tone: "Xiaotian, I am the representative of the organization and you Talk, you are not a young student now, but a revolutionary soldier. Revolutionary soldiers must obey the organization's decisions. Unless you leave this team, you should think about it carefully. You should work hard to change your world outlook, integrate with comrades from workers and peasants, and establish a proletarian ideology Feelings, otherwise you have to think about your own political future. I can tell you clearly that we have many lesbians. Lesbians are willing to take on this political task. Why did the organization talk to you first? Isn’t it because of your political future or trust in you? Your behavior has disappointed the organization. You have to think carefully. Don't rush to make a decision, let's talk after we think about it maturely, I have time to wait for your reply."
Tian Yu replied coldly: "Since so many lesbians are willing to accept this glorious political task, that's great. My background is not good, my consciousness is low, and I am full of petty bourgeois sentiments. I really can't afford such an important task." The task is to reform the world view first, raise awareness, and do your job well." After she finished speaking, she didn't even stand at attention to salute, turned and left.
Luo Wanchun thought angrily, if the chief really values political awareness when marrying a wife, why should I bother? Li Yunlong was the highest rank among the wounded in this battle. Even the heads of No. 1 and No. 2 of the No. 1 Division called to inquire. The hospital leaders took it very seriously and specially sent nurses with rich nursing experience and high political awareness to provide full-time nursing.
Li Yunlong, who woke up from a coma, has been depressed since he woke up. There is an image stored in his brain, an image that is so beautiful. He can't figure out how this beautiful image got into his brain and where he saw it. Pass? Or is it a dream? The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he always felt that something was wrong.
Li Yunlong's full-time nurse, Ajuan, is a thick-eyed rural girl. Her family has three generations of poor farmers. Ajuan was sold to others as a child bride-in-law since she was a child. She has suffered a lot. , so many comrades treat her like brothers and sisters, and the work she does is very easy. Except for injections, thermometers and other tasks that need to be practiced, the rest of the work is like playing for Ajuan. Washing bandages, washing Clothes, carrying feces and urine for the wounded, and feeding them are much easier than the work that she did at her husband's house back then. In short, Ajuan is very contented, and her gratitude is the most sincere. She wants to repay the Communist Party and the organization for her. Thanks to her trust and training, her nursing skills and ideological awareness have improved rapidly, and the leaders of the field hospital all believe that she is a good seedling with a promising future. Always give her the most important work.
The thing is so weird. It stands to reason that Li Yunlong has been in the military for many years, surrounded by all monks, and rarely has the opportunity to deal with women. According to the usual reasoning, this kind of man suddenly sees women, not to mention his eyes are straight You should at least pay more attention to your eyes. But Li Yunlong never paid attention to Ajuan who was beside him. He was a wounded man who took good care of him. He never had any special requirements. Those terrible wounds made his hands tremble, and Li Yunlong was sweating profusely from the pain, asking him if it hurts? He looked at you blankly, as if he didn't hear you. Usually, he would open his eyes wide open, stare at the ceiling silently, and rarely speak. A Juan wanted to chat with him out of words, but he ignored him, making A Juan always suspect that there was something wrong with the chief's mind. .
This situation lasted for more than twenty days before it suddenly changed. That day A Juan was opening the bandage to change the dressing for Li Yunlong, but Li Yunlong held back the pain as usual and kept silent. Tian Yu, who was nursing in the general ward that day, ran out of bandages on hand, so she came to Ajuan to borrow some bandages for emergency. The scene at that time was very strange. Tian Yu knew that the wounded in special care was a senior chief, so she tiptoed to avoid alarming the chief, and tried to lower her voice to talk to A Juan.
Li Yunlong had his eyes closed at first, and never saw Tian Yu enter the ward, and it was not uncommon to hear nurses whispering in his ears, but today he felt a sudden movement in his heart, with a strange feeling, as if When something important happened, he opened his eyes suddenly, my good guy, his eyes lit up, could there really be such a beautiful girl in the world, just like the one in the painting, Li Yunlong felt that the first half of his life was wasted, without Wrong, I really saw her, not in a dream. Li Yunlong's brows immediately relaxed, and the wounds all over his body felt cool, and there was no pain at all.
Tian Yu had indeed met Li Yunlong. When he woke up from the coma for the first time, A Juan had not been appointed as a full-time nurse, and Tian Yu was on duty that day. In such a short moment, Tian Yu's image was so strong It remained in Li Yunlong's mind forever. Many years later, when they recalled the first meeting, they were still amazed at the miracle of telepathy. Tian Yu is very familiar with this chief. From the day Li Yunlong was carried into the hospital, Tian Yu, who is sensitive by nature, realized that this chief is by no means an ordinary person. If nothing else, just look at his murderous subordinates. The commander's style of leading troops, the company commander who brandished a pistol and dared to hit people with his hands, really frightened the medical staff. His dangerous shell gun might shoot a string of bullets at any time. , the man who was still murderous just now knelt in front of her and kowtowed like garlic, tears of gratitude flowed from his red eyes, which made Tian Yu speechless for a long time in shock. What kind of chief is this? Ah, to win the heartfelt love of so many men who are like wolves and tigers? Tian Yu's intuition told her that this wounded man was by no means mediocre. It is so majestic to be injured like that. Tian Yu smiled at Li Yunlong who had just opened his eyes and turned around.
Just a smile like this is enough to make a country and a city, and Li Yunlong almost fainted again. The strange thing is that as soon as Tian Yu left, Li Yunlong's wound was in unbearable pain, and his mood became extremely bad. Even though A Juan was still cautious as usual, Li Yunlong's heart was on fire, and he rudely removed the medicine plate in front of him. It was splashed on the ground, and all kinds of medicine bottles were scattered all over the floor, and then the bandage just wrapped was torn off, the wound opened again, and blood gushed out again, staining the quilt red, and Ajuan was so frightened that she was stunned...
The dean led the doctors to help Li Yunlong wrap up the bandages with repeated persuasion, and then severely criticized A Juan, making A Juan cry. The dean and the political commissar had just returned to the room after dealing with the problem, and Ajuan wiped her tears to report that the chief had gone on a hunger strike, and refused to eat no matter how much he persuaded her.
When the dean and the political commissar heard this, they jumped up again as if their butts were on fire, thinking that this chief is usually very easy to serve, why is he bewitched today? This matter is a bit tricky. This Commander Li used to belong to the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army, which is the predecessor of the current Central Plains Field Army. He was later transferred to Huaye, and he was highly valued by the head of the Field Division. In the battle, it happened that the two major field armies had many old subordinates, old leaders, and old comrades-in-arms. The commander Li was seriously injured. , Li Yunlong's old chiefs and old comrades-in-arms of various divisions all called, some gave instructions with a strong attitude, some sincerely asked for help, and some even threatened unreasonably, saying that if people couldn't be saved, they would send troops to kill them. Long political commissar.
Although the leaders of the hospital knew that this was a stupid talk with red eyes and didn't care about it, the continuous phone calls for several days clearly conveyed such a message that this is not an ordinary person. The dean and the political commissar are also regiment-level cadres with more than ten years of military experience. They have seen many division-level cadres, and they have never seen such an unusual division commander.
A few days ago, just after the Huaihai Campaign ended, the two major field armies with nearly one million troops marched towards the south non-stop. Columns of infantry columns, cavalry columns, tanks, and artillery vehicles rolled up the yellow dust from the road next to the hospital to the south. From the ranks, senior officials and mid-level cadres in jeeps and horses came to visit. At that time, Li Yunlong was still in a coma, and the visitors all stood silently in front of the bed for a while, and then tightly held onto the hospital. The leader's hand, repeatedly nagging please, please, don't... and so on, just leave after saying that. In those days, the hospital was like a market.
The dean and the political commissar were thinking in their hearts: God, don't let anything happen to Mr. Li, if something happens, they will be dead. What kind of evil did Mr. Li fall into today? Why did you suddenly lose your temper and stop eating? The dean and the political commissar were in a hurry. Luo Wanchun, the director of the Political Department, is a well-behaved person. He questioned Ajuan carefully, paying close attention to every detail. After asking, the context of the matter became somewhat clear. Ask for instructions: "I don't think Ajuan is suitable to be the special guard of Mr. Li. Even if she has done nothing wrong, but Mr. Li gets angry when he sees her. For this reason, we should consider the issue of replacing her . It's okay, let's try it." "Who should I replace?" The dean has not yet understood the meaning. "I think we should switch to Xiaotian. She is careful and has good skills. What do you think?" Director Luo said. "Then try it." The dean agreed. After a while, Luo Wanchun reported to the dean: "It's all right, Mr. Li has eaten again, and Xiao Tian is feeding him." "Oh, that's great."
Supplement: When Li Yunlong was injured, the first phase of the Huaihai Campaign had not yet ended, and there were still nearly 50 days before the victory of the entire battle, and the direction of the entire battle was not yet clear, so Zhao Gang made arrangements for what Li Yunlong said about eating 800,000 yuan for 600,000 is not suitable.