Liu Bancheng sat by the window, and Fan Changlin lay opposite Liu Bancheng, also by the window, with his head tilted motionless. The two seats became exclusive to them.
The lights in the carriage passage have been turned off, and there are people lying horizontally, vertically, crookedly, and upside down in the carriage. Most people have fallen asleep. Only a few people, like Liu Bancheng, are looking out through the car window.
Flashing by, then flashing by, the lights on the railway finally allowed Liu Bancheng to see Fan Changlin's big face up close for the first time, this once domineering and generous face. It's quite white and quite peaceful. He's quite bad, and he's so small-minded that he can't tolerate others being better than him. I can't bear the responsibility. I want to be the squad leader, but I don't want to suffer more.
It's better now, I'm honest, as if I'm asleep, and I'm longing.
After Liu Bancheng wiped the white stuff flowing out of the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, he also wanted to take a nap! It must have been a stressful day, and I haven't eaten another mouthful of food, so I want to sleep on my side like him. But as soon as he lay down, a new passenger, who seemed to be looking for a seat, gently nudged Liu Bancheng.
Liu Bancheng got up in a hurry and said, "Do you want to meditate? If you want to sit, just sit down!" I won't sleep anymore.
He and Fan Changlin stood at two long seats, feeling embarrassed halfway through.
The middle-aged man in front of me spoke very softly, "I won't sit down!"
He held his backpack with one hand and pointed at Fan Changlin opposite,
"Look, he seems to have pooped!"
Liu Bancheng took a look and saw that something was not good. There was already a puddle of yellow stuff on the ground of the car.
It seems that someone in the car also knew about this, and it was a big deal.
"What does this smell like? Who did this?"
His voice woke up everyone in the car.
Even the dazzling lights in the aisles were turned on.
Liu Bancheng stood up from his seat, covering his eyes with his hands, raised his hands in the direction of the speech, then turned around and said to the passengers behind him,
"I'm really sorry for everyone. My comrade is sick. I really can't help it. Please understand, please understand, please!" Several female passengers said,
"It's so annoying, what's going on!"
At this time, the young man sitting next to him who handed the beer also stood up, pointed at Liu Bancheng and Fan Changlin below, and said to everyone,
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, it is not easy for these two soldiers. One of them is unconscious and urinating is inevitable. Everyone should take care of it and be considerate!" After saying that, he turned back to Liu Bancheng and said,
"You deal with your comrades. They are just noisy and cannot do anything to you!"
Liu Bancheng's face was full of apologies, causing the passengers on the other side of the aisle to turn their faces away. He could change Fan Changlin's pants.
Because there is a woman among them.
Fortunately, they all cooperated. The woman turned her face away and covered her nose with her hands.
After settling down on the opposite side, Liu Bancheng held his breath and took off Fan Changlin's cotton pants at once, leaving even his underwear behind.
Then he took off his cotton pants again, but kept his pants on.
He put his cotton trousers on for Fan Changlin and wore his own single trousers.
He bent down and rolled it into a ball with Fan Changlin's cotton pants. He took out the newspaper he had read from his pocket and collected the slimy, smelly shit on the ground. He turned around and asked the young man sitting next to him to help him take a look.
He carried the clothes and newspapers into the basin between the two carriages, unfolded them, brushed them clean with his hands, squeezed out the water, brushed them again, squeezed out the water again, and returned to the carriage.
He took off his outer pants and put on his wet cotton pants. The gay men next to him looked at him in a daze.
Liu Bancheng just did what he had to do.
He estimated that the temperature over there in the provincial capital would not be much higher. As long as the guy didn't freeze or catch a cold, he would be thankful. He would deal with it first before talking about how to deal with the situation.
Because before getting on the bus, the city's military doctor specifically reminded Liu Bancheng.
"Let me tell you, don't let him freeze on this journey. If he catches a cold, you will be in trouble."
Just like that, as long as Fan Changlin pulled his daddy, Liu Bancheng would change his pants. Then she put on the pants that she had just worn out for him. In the end, Liu Bancheng went to the bathroom to discuss with the old man.
"Uncle, I have something to ask you, and you have seen it. Now, I will wipe the seats in the middle of our seats. Please do me a favor and sit in the middle. It will be convenient for me to clean up his poop. Wash and change clothes, whatever you like!"
This old man was very understanding and sensible. He walked over with his bag without saying a word. After taking a few steps, he turned around and gave Liu Bancheng a thumbs up.
Fortunately, after 2 o'clock in the middle of the night, this guy basically stopped and stopped vomiting.
I don’t know what the train station in the provincial capital has become like now.
When he was in high school, it still felt quite chaotic.
It was less than 5 o'clock in the morning, and it was still very cold. Liu was shivering in his single pants.
Liu Bancheng thanked the passengers who had taken care of them along the way, and with the help of the young man sitting next to him, he got off the bus with Fan Changlin on his back.
The young man waved goodbye.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they exited the station, they were intercepted by a group of rickshaws and taxis, who accosted them.
Liu Bancheng didn't have the strength to speak, so he pushed Fan Changlin away from the crowd.
But there was no place to put the patient. After carrying him for a while, he had to stop against the wall for a while.
Fortunately, Fan Changlin didn't have a fever. He was drooling on Liu Bancheng's back, releasing the smell that Liu Bancheng had long been accustomed to.
Fortunately, his body was also keeping Liu Bancheng warm on his back.
The military hospital in the provincial capital is a six-story hospital on Xi'an Street.
The outpatient clinic is on the first floor, the medical treatment is on the second floor, and the inpatient hospital is on the sixth floor. There is no elevator to go up or down.
It is said that this hospital is good at orthopedics, but it also specializes in treating neurological diseases.
In this way, Liu Bancheng carried Fan Changlin on his back to register on the first floor, go to the second floor for medical treatment, and then to the sixth floor for hospitalization.
He was a 1.78-inch man and weighed more than 170 kilograms. It took Liu seven times to carry the man to the ward. His legs kept bulging.
But no matter what, once he got to the hospital and found a doctor who could take good care of his disease, he had completed his mission.
Liu Bancheng reported to the company using a military line phone.
After the company commander heard the general process, he didn't speak for a long time!
Liu Bancheng sent Fan Changlin to the hospital. Did he think that everything would be over?
But......
