Jiang Fan could feel their helplessness.
Looking at the weapons they use, you can tell that the opponent's weapons are the best, but the weapons they have in their hands are just old models from a few years ago. Compared with the enemy's weapons, they are just junk.
Jiang Fan said: "How do you usually send your weapons supplies?"
The military thought for a moment and said, "Normally, it would be delivered this morning, but it's not available yet."
"Supplies have been intercepted on the road before. The other party seems to have known that we are running out of ammunition and food, so they have been blocking the transportation of supplies."
This is not possible!
Not only cannot some weapons and resources be transported, but even supplies to rescue people cannot be transported. If this situation continues, sooner or later this place will turn into a mass grave.
Jiang Fan asked: "Do you know the transportation routes of general supply vehicles?"
The other party shook his head: "We have no way of knowing. The situation on the battlefield is so chaotic now. No one knows whether the people around them are our own people. Therefore, in order to ensure that the supplies can be transported on time, they will temporarily change the route many times."
This is bad, because even if Jiang Fan wants to intercept him midway, it will be useless.
After Jiang Fan thought for a while, he said: "I just saw that the hospital is severely understaffed and there is not enough space. Many wounded people are lying outside the door. It is said that there are many corpses piled at the back door of the hospital."
After hearing Jiang Fan's words, the local military members bowed their heads in pain, as if their hearts were bleeding.
"But what can we do?"
"We also want to treat all the injured, but our resources are not enough."
Jiang Fan looked at his bag. The fighter plane also brought a lot of medicines, and he didn't know how long they would last.
Jiang Fan said: "Major, I have a suggestion. I am a military doctor. I brought a batch of medicine before I came. If you trust me, we will open a separate room in this building as an operating room. I will not give up any A life.”
The major looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief, with tears in his eyes.
He said: "Really? Thank you, right away, I will ask someone to come over and buy things."
But something suddenly occurred to him: "But some of our equipment now is limited, so we can only go to another hospital that was bombed to collect some usable things."
Jiang Fan responded: "Yes, but we must speed up the time, because the lives of the wounded are at stake."
At the same time, Jiang Fan asked Cong Guan and others to move the injured to the building where they had gathered before.
Several people were still surprised: "It's not a hospital there. What did the injured do there?"
Jiang Fan said: "There is no hospital, so we built a temporary one. Now the equipment is not enough, so I asked the major to find equipment. I am a doctor. I will send the wounded over as soon as possible. I will give them emergency bandages first."
After a while, Tong Chunjian brought over a wounded man whose leg was blown to bits, lost too much blood, and had passed out.
"You are still breathing, but you have lost too much blood. There is no blood supply here, so you may not be able to hold on for long."
Jiang Fan checked the location of his injury. Although his leg was blown off, it had not affected his life so far. However, the excessive blood loss was like a time bomb that might explode at any time.
Jiang Fan first cleaned up the residue near his wound, and then used some artificial skin brought from Xia Kingdom to stop the bleeding and suture the wound at the same time.
Jiang Fan took out the potion from his bag and did not give it to the other party to swallow. Instead, he crushed it and applied it directly to the wound.
If there were a professional doctor at this time, he would definitely stop his behavior, because this medicine can never be used externally.
Jiang Fan did this entirely because he had to adapt to local conditions when treating different patients.
While the operating room was still being set up, the patient gradually woke up.
After waking up, his mood collapsed, especially when he looked at the person in front of him, who had yellow skin and black hair. He started to pick up the things around him and kept throwing them at Jiang Fan.
He chanted: "Damnable criminal group, get out of our land!"
"It's all because of you, the root of all evil, get out of here, you've ruined everything for us!"
Jiang Fan took a step back, raised his hands, and said comfortingly: "Please calm down, sir, I am not the criminal group you said, I am a doctor in the peacekeeping force, and I performed the surgery on you."
Jiang Fan's voice was neither humble nor silent, and the other party was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
When he looked at his only remaining leg, and the other leg was tied like a ham, he was dumbfounded.
Jiang Fan said: "Sir, your leg was blown off. I treated it for you, but you should not be too excited now because you lost too much blood and there is currently no suitable plasma for your infusion."
Although the other party forced himself to calm down, when he looked at Jiang Fan, his chest was still rising and falling with emotion.
After a few seconds of silence, the other party's attitude changed a lot and he said tactfully, "Have you seen my wife? She has reddish-brown hair. We were together at the time."
Tong Chunjian hasn't come back yet, and Jiang Fan doesn't know.
Jiang Fan said: "I don't know, but my teammates are still searching, and they will not let go of anyone who still has vital signs."
After a while, Tong Chunjian brought another child.
The child's eyes were scarlet and his cheek was bruised.
Tong Chunjian said: "When I found him, the child was hit on the head and eyes with a stone."
The child was only four or five years old and could not even speak completely.
At this moment, I was crying loudly and wanted to rub my eyes with my hands, but I raised my hands tremblingly, but I didn't dare to touch my face.
Jiang Fan walked up to the child and waved his hand in front of her eyes.
Asked: “Can your eyes feel light?”
Children may not even know what light is, and they cry all the time.
Jiang Fan put her on a table and Tong Chunjian had already left.
At this time, Jiang Fan, the little girl and the man with only one leg were left in the room.
The little girl is young and would definitely struggle if her wounds were to be cleaned. So Jiang Fan
He looked at the man who was still immersed in sadness and said, "Sir, could you please help me?"
The other party slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan said: "Can you help press the little girl's limbs? I want to clean the wounds on her face."
When the man saw the little girl, he felt compassion for her.
But as soon as he got off the bed, the pain in his missing leg suddenly made his whole body weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
He used the stool next to him and jumped to Jiang Fan step by step.
But Jiang Fan noticed that his bandaged leg was leaking a lot of blood.
"They are looking for plasma. You will need a blood transfusion soon." (End of Chapter)
