Lin Fan was still smiling as he spoke, as if what he had just said was just a trivial matter.

In Director Kamimizu Yuta's eyes, this officer, who had just been as amiable as a spring breeze, had suddenly turned into a demon.

The faces of the doctors and nurses around him changed. Several pretty nurses were so frightened that they cried out "Ah!"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Actually, this hypothesis wouldn't hold true, would it?

As long as you don't actively try to escape, how could anyone be buried with you?

You just need to wait for your country's soldiers to come and rescue you.

There's absolutely no need to make the foolish move of actively escaping.

And everyone can supervise each other, ferreting out those unruly troublemakers.

Wouldn't that make everyone very safe?

We're still good friends!"

Director Kamimizu Yuta quickly said, "Yes! Yes! You're absolutely right!"

How could he disagree? One escapee would have eighty people buried with them!

Anyway, you are the masters now, and we are the prisoners.

Everything the masters say is right!

Lin Fan pointed at Ji Wudi and said, "This is your manager, Ji Wuzhi! Squad Leader Ji!

From now on, she is the director of this field hospital.

In the future, you just need to carry out her orders unconditionally.

Director Kamimizu Yuta, you're still the director, but you're only in charge of the technical aspects.

She's in charge of everything!"

"Yes!"

Director Kamimizu Yuta, Hirai Kenichi, Toumi Ryota, Tokumi Reo, Shima Michi Ryosuke, Kushihata Atsushi—these doctors;

Ono Miki, Iwabe Ai, Okisaka Hikari, Yoneda Maya, Yoshikawa Kyoko, Imae Reiko, Maehata Tomomi, Nakaoe Riko, Maya Michiko—these nurses all looked towards their new manager.

What they saw was a girl with short hair and a particularly young face.

Director Kamimizu Yuta guessed that this woman was no more than twenty years old.

They all bowed to Ji Wudi: "Director Ji! Pleased to meet you, please take care of us!"

When Ji Wudi's father was alive, he had told Ji Wudi many times about his study abroad experiences: The most important thing in the island country is etiquette.

Their worship of the strong is ingrained, and how much they worship the strong;

How much they despise the weak.

Ji Wudi looked at so many doctors and nurses in the yard, and stood up coldly:

"The company commander has already said: the eleven-household responsibility system.

If anyone escapes, be prepared to draw lots!

Now, organize yourselves immediately and start receiving patients!"

Ji Wudi was unwilling to be polite to these devils.

The harm she had suffered made her feel no goodwill towards these people.

After Ji Wudi finished speaking, these doctors and nurses immediately looked busy.

They gave the impression of being very professional. In reality, this place, as a field hospital, was always ready to receive patients.

Even when Lin Fan was speaking here just now, some doctors and nurses were still performing surgery.

The wounded lying on the operating table were doctors and nurses from the field hospital.

They were injured in the battle just now.

As for those wounded who were originally in this hospital, regardless of the severity of their injuries, they were all rushed to the battlefield.

They would never be able to return.

None of the devils who were injured in the defense of Jurong today were sent over.

They only had one path: to persevere until death.

Lin Fan, who had just finished speaking, did not leave immediately.

He looked left and right.

He surveyed the place: it was full of hospital beds.

He asked, "Is this a field hospital?"

Director Kamimizu Yuta quickly said, "Company Commander! Yes!"

"Why are there so many doctors and nurses?"

"Company Commander! It's because the entire Tenth Army Corps, plus the directly affiliated medical teams of the various divisions, are all concentrated here that we have this scale."

From the tone of this company commander, Director Kamimizu Yuta heard that the company commander thought there were too many doctors and nurses.

What if the master felt that these doctors and nurses were useless?

Then they would definitely be dealt with! The only way these soldiers would deal with them would probably be: kill!

The consequences were worrying!

He quickly said, "Report to the company commander! All of us are experienced field doctors.

Most of these nurses are young and beautiful girls.

They are all graduates from various medical schools and have considerable professional skills."

Lin Fan heard the uneasy emotions in his voice.

He also heard: the doctors were experienced, the nurses were young and beautiful, and they were educated.

Doctors can treat illnesses, and nurses can do many things.

This old man has some wicked ideas!

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Director Kamimizu Yuta! Don't worry! As long as you don't actively try to escape.

We won't harm any of the doctors and nurses under your command.

The personal safety and dignity of these young and beautiful nurses under your command will be protected.

As long as you don't run, you are our friends.

You will receive the utmost respect and reverence.

We have always treated our friends well."

Lin Fan's words made even Commander Ye Zhao beside him feel like vomiting.

This was too fake!

If he hadn't personally witnessed the Special Company cleaning up the battlefield, not even leaving a single thread for the devils;

If he hadn't personally heard the words: "No prisoners!"

He would really believe that Lin Fan and these Japanese people would become brothers and sisters.

Lin Fan was clearly only showing a kind and amiable appearance because these devils' professions were doctors and nurses. This was a true wolf.

A war wolf!

Commander Ye Zhao's opinion was not important. What was important was that Lin Fan himself felt that he had done enough acting.

Ji Wudi was a girl, and Lin Fan was still worried about her going deep into the tiger's den.

In order to protect Ji Wudi, Lin Fan had to have Feng Junya transfer fifty people from the Eighth Company.

These people would protect or guard the hospital.

Lin Fan thought for a while and said to Director Kamimizu Yuta, "From now on, you will be called the Special Company First Field Hospital.

She will set the rules for this hospital, and you just need to follow everything she says.

For the sake of peace and friendship, everyone must cooperate!

Oh, right! Your current situation definitely cannot be kept secret.

When publicizing it to the outside world, would you prefer to be publicized as prisoners of war or medical personnel?"

All the doctors and nurses in the entire courtyard looked at Director Kamimizu Yuta expectantly.

Director Kamimizu Yuta asked with some incomprehension, "Is there any difference between the two?"

Doctor Hirai Kenichi immediately jumped out and said nervously, "We are prisoners of war!"

Head Nurse Yoshikawa Kyoko also said, "We are all prisoners of war! We went through arduous and unyielding resistance.

We were captured after being defeated, and we continue to put up a staunch and unyielding resistance."

The other doctors and nurses all spoke out in support of this statement.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I also think that if you are really exposed, this kind of publicity would be the best protection for you.

It's just that the outside world will have even deeper misunderstandings about us.

There are always some people who like to smear us and smear the Special Company.

Since we have such a consensus on this point.

Then, in terms of external publicity, we will definitely show the performance that you should have as qualified soldiers.

I hope this will make the lives of your relatives in your country a little easier.

But our reputation has suffered losses, so we need you to work harder to repay us."

Head Nurse Yoshikawa Kyoko and Director Kamimizu Yuta all bowed: "Hai!"

When Lin Fan said this, the faces of these doctors and nurses lit up, and then they became dejected again.

These devils all knew that not dying and becoming a prisoner of war was the original sin.

The lives of their relatives in their country would not be easy.

However, being able to do this was already the best option.

If this Company Commander Lin publicized the fact that they would also be performing operations and nursing soldiers of the National Army,

Then their relatives would immediately be convicted.

They would either be sent to this battlefield or be spurned by everyone in their hometown.

Lin Fan was very happy after dealing with the situation here.

In this era, being able to have hundreds of medical personnel in the team was definitely a unique configuration in the entire country.

Commander Ye Zhao wanted to speak several times. He also wanted these people.

He finally waited until Lin Fan came out of the field hospital.

He immediately said to Lin Fan, "Company Commander Lin! Our Sixty-sixth Army also needs these doctors and nurses."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "We are all friendly forces! Just send your wounded over with confidence!

They will definitely do their best to treat them!"

"I want some people!" Commander Ye Zhao clarified.

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Commander Ye! Think about it, even if you have these people in your team.

Would you be able to keep them?

Whether these people cooperate or not, the higher-ups will definitely want to pull them out for an exhibition once they find out.

This is the need for publicity, can you refuse?"

Commander Ye Zhao was unconvinced: "Can you refuse?"

Lin Fan sneered, "If I didn't refuse, I would be a division commander now."

Hearing his arrogant words, Commander Ye Zhao and Chief of Staff Taishi were both stunned.

Only then did they remember that this person was still a company commander.

A company commander with a five-hundred-man heavy artillery team and thirty-two 150mm heavy artillery pieces.

His own army didn't even have a single heavy artillery piece, let alone two tanks.

In that case, it wasn't impossible for him to become a division commander.

During the Battle of Songhu, there were regimental commanders who were promoted three ranks in one day. Based on the Special Company's achievements yesterday and today.

It was enough for this company commander to be promoted five ranks.

Chief of Staff Taishi Hongyang, who originally wanted to speak up with Commander Ye Zhao to ask for some doctors and nurses for the Eighty-third Army, also fell silent.

Lin Fan continued, "Even if the higher-ups don't pull people out for publicity.

These people, although they are doctors and nurses.

But they are not of our race, and their hearts are different.

You can't get through to them ideologically, so you still won't be able to keep these people."

Commander Ye Zhao wanted to retort again, "Are you able to get through to them ideologically?"

He immediately remembered that these people were indeed good at ideological work.

Over the years, Commander Ye Zhao had learned a lot about the ideology that the Special Company believed in.

Of course, he knew the power of this ideology.

This time, he was completely silent.

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Old Ye, you don't have to be discouraged. I promise you that no matter when, as long as it's someone sent by you, Old Ye.

We will do our best to treat them!"

Lin Fan said "no matter when."

Of course, Commander Ye Zhao knew what he was talking about.

His eyes lit up: "No matter who I send, you will return them to me?"

"Your people will be returned to you, but we definitely can't return the people from our organization!" Lin Fan said, glaring.

"Hehe! I won't send you my people!" Commander Ye Zhao said with a smile.

"Our Eighty-third Army demands the same treatment! We are all brothers, eating from the same pot.

Company Commander Lin, you can't favor one over the other!" Chief of Staff Taishi Hongyang said immediately.

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Since we are brothers, of course, we must be fair, it's all the same! It's all the same!"

Commander Ye Zhao said, "These doctors and nurses must also be converted into weapons and equipment for distribution.

Since they are all given to the Special Company, it must be offset with weapons and equipment."

Lin Fan widened his eyes: "Commander Ye, aren't you being too much?

It's fine to divide the many supplies that the First Platoon snatched back.

How can these people be divided? Talents cannot be divided.

Talents are to be used!

Including those six thousand puppet troops later, they cannot be divided either.

Weapons and ammunition, these things, when divided, will never rebel or have ideas.

But these are people, not things!

They will always have ideas, and if they cause some damage, wouldn't it be a loss?"

"If you think it's a loss, then don't take the people! Just take the things!" Commander Ye Zhao ultimately didn't say this.

The sounds of gunfire and artillery in the distance became sparse, especially the gunfire was less.

But the artillery fire increased.

Chen Sichuan pointed to the courtyard in front and said fiercely, "Give it to me! Use artillery to hit it!"

In today's street fighting to attack Jurong, the First Platoon suffered more than thirty casualties.

Even though the wounded had just received notification and were all sent to the newly established Special Company Field Hospital for treatment.

The anger in Chen Sichuan's heart still had nowhere to vent: since its establishment, his platoon had never suffered so many casualties in a single battle.

Captain Maenosono Soota watched as the National Army soldiers who had come to attack gradually approached the final line of defense of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters.

Just now, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko finally regretted it.

Just now, the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters received news from Nanjing City.

The 5,000 soldiers of the infantry regiment of the 13th Division and the 16th Division who set off from Tongjimen to support Jurong.

They were ambushed by the National Army in Chunhua and were all wiped out.

Only the commander, Major General Toyoshima Isao of the 25th Brigade of the 13th Division, escaped with his life.

This news made Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko panic:

Now they could only place their hopes on the team coming from the Tangshan direction.

That team also had 5,000 infantrymen.

But that team, which had set off yesterday afternoon, had not yet arrived in Jurong.

This made the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters, which had already been attacked to the doorstep by the National Army, anxious.

If the team that set off from Zhongshanmen didn't arrive soon, the entire Shanghai Expeditionary Army Commander would become a prisoner of the National Army.

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko, who bowed his head to reality, personally ordered for the first time, "Prepare to retreat and leave Jurong."

It was just that they no longer had a road to choose: "All the highways have been occupied by the National Army."

The entire Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters was silent: if they didn't retreat from the highway, were they supposed to enter the mountains?

Captain Mikado Masaki of Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko's Guard immediately pointed out a way, "The entire Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters should abandon all vehicles and retreat on foot to the southeast of Jurong.

In the past, this direction was Huangjiawan and Wuzhuang.

No National Army has been found in this direction yet.

If we continue to retreat, we can reach Moling Pass, or Lukou, Lishui.

These places are all occupied by the Tenth Army.

There are no highways along the way, and everyone can only walk.

I believe that the National Army behind just wants to clear Jurong and retreat along the highway.

They won't keep chasing us."

The suggestion of Captain Mikado Masaki's Guard was passed after less than five minutes of discussion in the Shanghai Expeditionary Army Headquarters.

They now only needed someone who could point out the direction,

No matter what they did, as long as they could move, it would be fine.

At this time, the Mikado Masaki Guard of five hundred people was still fully staffed.

They immediately protected Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko out of the command post.

Of course, the Guard was a team that specialized in protecting Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko.

They had never really been on the battlefield.

Now these soldiers hurriedly protected Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko onto his warhorse, and sent out a thirteen-man squad to scout ahead.

Without even waiting for the scouting results to come out, the entire team had already set off.

The one thousand two hundred men of the Shimo Hideyota Battalion

Now there were only two hundred people left. These two hundred people were reorganized and combined into one company.

The Maenosono Soota Battalion still had five hundred people, plus the staff officers of the army headquarters, for a total force of one battalion.

There were still more than a thousand soldiers of the devil troops in Jurong, but they no longer had the determination to hold on.

The retreat plan had already been decided.

Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko only said one sentence: "Set off!"

When Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko had just decided to retreat towards Moling, the army headquarters had already sent the action plan to the Central China Area Army Headquarters.

Without even waiting for their approval, the retreat plan had already begun.

In the panic, Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko rode his warhorse, with his Guard clearing the way in front, and rushed out into the wilderness.

Behind him were more than two hundred people from the Shimo Hideyota Battalion, who were left behind to snipe the National Army.

These more than two hundred devils passively accepted their fate: no matter what, they would definitely die in this place.

Captain Shimo Hideyota thought that he could have gloriously entered Nanjing City and rampaged through the city as a victor.

Now he was going to die on this ground, and he had nowhere to vent his grievances.

He didn't dare to show it: now his company was the only one in the entire town of Jurong that was sniping and intercepting the National Army's attack.

Captain Ohe Kaito hid behind a courtyard wall and commanded the devils under his command to set up their machine guns.

Just now, they had retreated from the front line and were fiercely criticized by Captain Shimo Hideyota for this.

If it wasn't for the fact that it was now a time when people were needed, Captain Ohe Kaito would have been executed by the furious captain according to military law.

Captain Ohe Kaito's heart was also full of grievances: it wasn't that they didn't want to fight.

It was just that the National Army soldiers on the opposite side were too ruthless: they had already disregarded everything.

They used infantry guns to bombard all suspected places.

The soldiers of Captain Ohe Kaito's Company were hiding well behind the windows of the rooms.

They were waiting quietly, waiting for these National Army soldiers to rush up.

They wanted to let them enter the ambush circle that they had set up.

They wanted to ambush these National Army soldiers severely.

As a result, the infantry guns of the First Platoon indiscriminately sent two shells to each house first.

The entire ambush trap had collapsed before it even started.

The soldiers hadn't even fired a shot!

Captain Ohe Kaito saw with his own eyes that the National Army who had come to attack were pushing three infantry guns.

They opened fire as soon as they came up, and they used infantry guns to fire directly, blasting open the walls of the houses.

They used mortars to bombard the courtyards, regardless of whether there were any ambushes.

This kind of豪attack caused heavy casualties to the devils of Captain Ohe Kaito's Company, who were originally squatting down for an ambush.

They had to carry the wounded and flee in panic.

Captain Ohe Kaito didn't know that Chen Sichuan saw the mountain of shells piled up in the captured warehouse.

He was worried: there were too many shells and they couldn't be taken away.

When the Special Company left Nanjing, they had already moved many supplies from the Nanjing military supply warehouse.

Devils kept delivering supplies to their door along the way, and now they suddenly received such a big gift package.

This allowed Chen Sichuan to finally spend lavishly.

If he didn't know how to use the four huge shells that he saw in the warehouse,

He would have dragged the four shells out and used them.

Those four shells were about two meters long and so thick that one person couldn't hug them.

Chen Sichuan estimated that they were two feet in diameter.

He didn't know what kind of cannon to use to fire such shells.

Chen Sichuan didn't have such a cannon, so he couldn't use the large-caliber shells that he had discovered.

But he had infantry guns, and there were also a lot of infantry gun shells here.

It was enough to use these shells to bomb the entire Jurong one by one.

Therefore, Chen Sichuan ordered: when the team advances, the artillery will bombard!

After the artillery bombards, the infantry will charge!

The result of doing this, of course, was that the speed of advancement was actually much slower than if the infantry charged ahead.

But the casualties were reduced all of a sudden.

It wasn't just the First Platoon that was attacking like this now, the other platoons were also attacking like this.

Some devils, when they saw that the Special Company was using all shells, couldn't help but run out of the houses in fear.

Some wanted to escape, and some wanted to launch an attack.

As long as these devils were discovered by the soldiers of the Special Company,

None of them could escape, and they all died at the hands of the soldiers of the Special Company.

Sergeant Yamashita Fuboshi was a soldier in Captain Ohe Kaito's Company.

When they retreated from Tangshan with Commander Asaka no Miya Yasuhiko yesterday, they never thought that

Today, they would all die here!

Sergeant Yamashita Fuboshi couldn't understand how the imperial army had already occupied Nanjing City.

They could have retreated from Jurong to Chunhua yesterday and then successfully entered Nanjing City as victors.

How could the situation have turned into what it was now after just one day?

Sergeant Yamashita Fuboshi listened to the sounds of gunfire and artillery in the distance and silently calculated in his heart: the location of the artillery fire was one hundred meters away from him.

He could even hear the whistling sound of the shells falling.

At such a distance, if it was on the front line, and the enemy had charged to within one hundred meters, he would have been confident of hitting the target.

That was not possible now. The city's alleys and houses blocked his view, and he had no way to fire his gun yet.

Sergeant Yamashita Fuboshi was a very good shot: it was no exaggeration to say that he could hit a willow leaf from a hundred paces away.

Originally, he was not hiding behind the window on the second floor.

He was originally in the tallest six-story foreign building in Jurong and found a room.

He stayed inside, in that position, he could stand high and see far.

He could see distant targets, and of course, he could hit distant targets.

After he fired three shots, his location was exposed.

That six-story foreign building was bombed by the National Army with infantry guns and had now collapsed.

Yamashita Fuboshi began to retreat as soon as the National Army started bombing.

He saw the opportunity early, moved quickly, and was lucky enough to escape.

There were other devils who were also hiding in those buildings and wanted to escape when they realized that the situation was not right.

It was too late!

Yamashita Fuboshi personally saw Sergeant Yanashita Ryuto, who was unable to escape when the building collapsed, jumping out of the already tilting building in panic.

It was just that when he jumped up, he didn't check what floor he was on.

Sergeant Yanashita Ryuto jumped directly down from the window on the sixth floor.

He was a true warrior, and when he jumped down from such a high place, he was still holding his rifle in his hand.

But no matter how brave a soldier, Sergeant Yanashita Ryuto, who jumped down from the sixth floor, did not stand up.

Then, under the gaze of Sergeant Yamashita Fuboshi, he spat out blood and struggled to crawl less than two meters on the ground.

He was buried by the collapsed building.

May the Amaterasu Omikami take care of him!

After escaping from that building, Sergeant Yamashita Fuboshi had been staying in his current location.

He was unwilling to go to a high building again, and he was unwilling to go up even a two-story building.

Yamashita Fuboshi didn't know how long he had been thinking like this.

The sounds of gunfire and artillery fire were already close, and the courtyard outside the house where he was squatting just now was also hit by a shell.

Listening to the sound of the fragments after the shell exploded wreaking havoc in the courtyard, the sound of those fragments hitting the walls was like a devil knocking on the door.

The blue tiles on the roof fell like raindrops, but Yamashita Fuboshi didn't move.

This time, he deliberately didn't choose his position in the middle of the courtyard on the street.

Instead, he hid in the courtyard.

He had already planned it: he was going to attack quietly and amaze everyone.

Gunfire would attract more of the National Army, and the method that Sergeant Yamashita Fuboshi thought of was to suddenly stab and kill the National Army soldiers when they entered the house to search.

He had already seen the actions of these National Army soldiers when he was at a high place: three people would enter a courtyard to search.

After entering the courtyard, the three people would separate and search the rooms.

In fact, there was often no one in these rooms.

The National Army soldiers had not searched for the enemy many times and would definitely relax their vigilance.

That was when Sergeant Yamashita Fuboshi's opportunity would come.

He had already prepared this plan: he had even practiced his breathing several times when they met.

How to step, how to draw his gun.

He had already practiced it when he first came in.

Now there were already shadows flashing at the door.

Shi Chengxuan, Zhao Siyuan, and Peng Jianyi kicked open the door of a courtyard and rushed in, covering each other.

Shi Chengxuan, who was rushing in the front, vigilantly scanned the entire courtyard: safe!

Looking at this family, there were only three rooms in front, and he gently waved his left hand.

Zhao Siyuan and Peng Jianyi rushed to the left and right rooms respectively.

Shi Chengxuan rushed into the middle room.

When he kicked open the door of the middle room, he vigilantly looked at the situation in the room.

No one!

The light in the room was not good, and when he first rushed in, he couldn't see clearly at a glance.

He had to wait for a while to be able to see clearly.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a loud shout: "Kill!"

This was Zhao Siyuan's voice!

Shi Chengxuan immediately rushed out of the room and rushed towards the room on the left.

Peng Jianyi also rushed out of the room on the right at this time.

The two of them rushed towards the place where the sound had just come from, covering each other one after the other.

Shi Chengxuan shouted as he rushed, "Zhao Siyuan!"

"I'm injured!" The voice was a little low.

Shi Chengxuan rushed to the door, held his rifle in front of his chest, and stepped inside.

As soon as he entered, he smelled a bloody smell. After his eyes adapted to the light, he saw a devil lying on the ground.

The blood that had flowed out from under the devil had already formed a large pool.

"Where are you injured?" Peng Jianyi asked.

"My arm! There was a devil hiding in this room just now.

When I came in, he suddenly stabbed me with his gun.

In desperation, I had to use my hand to block it," Zhao Siyuan said.

Shi Chengxuan quickly took out a bandage from his satchel and tightly wrapped it around his wound.

"A field hospital was just established today! We'll send you there!"

Looking at the bandage that had been wrapped, Zhao Siyuan grinned: "It hurts!"

He stood up, put his rifle on his back with his right hand, and held the gun with one hand.

"I'll walk over there myself! My hand is injured, but my feet are fine."

Shi Chengxuan didn't forget to give the devil who was lying on the ground another stab.

He picked up the rifle that had fallen on the ground.

Looking at Zhao Siyuan's appearance, Shi Chengxuan nodded and took the rifle of the devil who was lying on the ground.

He put it on Zhao Siyuan's back: "You're lucky, you only injured your hand.

It's a minor injury! Let the doctor bandage it, and it will be fine in a few days.

You can take this gun and ammunition with you!"

The three of them left the courtyard together. Shi Chengxuan and Zhao Jianyi continued to search forward.

Zhao Siyuan went to the rear to find a hospital by himself. These soldiers only knew that there was a hospital.

They didn't know where the hospital was.

This was something that they could ask about when they got to the rear.

When Zhao Siyuan walked to the outside of the hospital, he smelled the smell of disinfectant from a distance.

He didn't need to follow the smell of the disinfectant. When he walked to this road, he already saw soldiers running here carrying the wounded.

There were also people who were directly pulling the wounded over in cars.

These were the wounded who were pulled over from Chunhua. After Lin Fan established the field hospital, he immediately sent cars to Chunhua.

He asked people to pull all the wounded over, regardless of which team these wounded belonged to.

Ji Wudi never thought that she had just become the squad leader of the Eleventh Platoon, and wounded soldiers were immediately sent to the hospital.

If it weren't for this newly established hospital, these wounded soldiers could only endure it.

The lucky ones could endure it until they got to Ningguo, and then see if there was a hospital that could treat them.

In fact, these injured soldiers, if their injuries were slightly more serious, would have no hope of surviving.

Now it was different. The Special Company's newly established field hospital had a sufficient number of doctors and nurses.

What about the level? In any case, it was better than just bandaging it with a bandage yourself.

What was even more crucial was that this hospital originally belonged to the devils, and all the medical equipment and medicines were currently sufficient.

Ji Wudi looked at a wounded soldier who had been sent back from Chunhua, and there was a big opening in his stomach.

It was very scary, and just looking at the colorful intestines that were held up by several bandages on his stomach.

Ji Wudi felt that this person was probably beyond saving.

The wounded soldier himself also had a snow-white face, and when he was carried in, he was still saying, "I don't want to die! I want to live! The child bride at home is still waiting for me."

The two soldiers who carried him in repeatedly comforted him, "Hold on! We're at the hospital."

Doctor Hirai Kenichi took over this soldier, and he saw that this soldier was still talking.

He asked, "How long has he been injured?"

Ji Wudi translated his words and asked clearly. Saint John Hirai Kenichi said, "They don't know how long it's been. According to them, they came from Chunhua and were injured in the battle just now.

It should be more than two hours."

At this time, Doctor Hirai Kenichi had already put on gloves and asked the two soldiers to put the wounded soldier on the operating table.

He unwrapped the bandages holding up his intestines and carefully checked for a while.

He looked up at Ji Wudi and said, "Tell him! This is a minor injury, he won't die, and he can be discharged from the hospital in ten days at most."

Ji Wudi couldn't believe it and asked again, "His intestines are all exposed, will he really not die?"

They were talking in Japanese, and these wounded soldiers didn't understand.

Doctor Hirai Kenichi said seriously, "The intestines have flowed out, but the intestines are not broken, and there is no major bleeding in the body.

We just need to wash these intestines, put them back, and sew up his belly.

As long as he doesn't get infected, we'll remove the stitches in seven days, and he can be discharged from the hospital.

First tell him that this is a minor injury to ease his mind, which will be conducive to his recovery."

After understanding that this was indeed a minor injury, Ji Wudi then said to the wounded soldier:

"I am the director of this hospital, and your injury is a minor injury.

Don't shout anymore, just wash your intestines and put them back in your stomach.

Then sew up your belly, and you can leave in seven days."

A trace of red finally appeared on Wu Xuewen's face, which was excitement: "Is it really a minor injury?"

Ji Wudi said seriously, "Of course it is, you are not a doctor.

Listen to the doctor and cooperate well."

She didn't rush to leave, but stayed on the side, watching several nurses constantly wash the wounded soldier's intestines with water.

At first, Wu Xuewen's intestines were still covered with some dirt.

After several washes, they became clean.

At this time, Doctor Hirai Kenichi said, "Inject five milligrams of anesthetic."

After a while, he tapped Wu Xuewen's belly with his finger: "Do you feel anything?"

"Do you feel anything?" Ji Wudi asked.

"No!"

Doctor Hirai Kenichi stabbed Wu Xuewen's belly with a needle again: "Do you feel anything?"

"Do you feel anything?" Ji Wudi asked.

"No!"

Doctor Hirai Kenichi knew that the anesthetic was working.

His hands began to move, gently picking up Wu Xuewen's intestines and slowly putting them back into his stomach.

Ji Wudi was no longer the child she used to be. She could see that

When Doctor Hirai Kenichi put them back, he intentionally straightened out the intestines and put them back one by one, as if there was some order.

This was not the time to ask questions.

Ji Wudi just paid attention to observing.

Doctor Hirai Kenichi was really fast. After the large lump of intestines that was originally flowing outside the belly was put back,

He spread out his hand, said nothing, and a nurse immediately handed him a gauze.

After he carefully took out the effusion from Wu Xuewen's abdominal cavity,

He spread out his hand again, and a needle with a thread was placed in his hand.

This was the first time Ji Wudi had seen someone sew up a belly, just like sewing clothes herself.

Doctor Hirai Kenichi quickly sewed up Wu Xuewen's belly.

Seeing that Ji Wudi was still next to his operating table, he intentionally tried to please her and said:

"Tell him that he can't eat or drink until he farts.

Maya Michiko and the others know these things.

But because they don't speak the same language, they are afraid that the wounded will make noise when they take care of him.

This will greatly affect his recovery."

Ji Wudi understood, and she immediately said, "What else should be paid attention to, tell me everything.

I'll write down all the precautions and let them remember them themselves."

Doctor Hirai Kenichi thought for a while: "People who have undergone abdominal surgery must fart several times before they can eat.

Including drinking water, this is because if they take in too early, it is easy to cause intestinal adhesions."

At this time, Wu Xuewen himself was still drowsy. Doctor Hirai Kenichi woke him up with his hand: "Tell him!"

Ji Wudi instructed Wu Xuewen: "Your surgery is over and it was very successful!

From now on, you can't drink water or eat for the time being.

You have to wait until you fart a few times to clear your intestines before you can eat.

Do you understand?"

"I understand! I'm thirsty!" Wu Xuewen said.