"Uh, uh!"
In Nancheng, Danwu was still vomiting, which was a symptom of concussion.
Ma Zhongyan, Lao Abacus and others were at a loss because Duanwu kept vomiting and they didn't know the cause. Even if Duanwu told them it was a concussion, they didn't understand it at all.
In the end, Dragon Boat Festival could only say: "Let me rest quietly for a while, take a rest for a while."
Duanwu was lying on the sandbag, and his right forearm was still bleeding and swollen.
At this time, Ma Zhongyan remembered that Duanwu was injured.
She quickly asked someone to get the Japanese's medicine box and took out alcohol to disinfect the Dragon Boat Festival.
In the confusion of Dragon Boat Festival, it felt like someone was treating his wounds, but they were only treating the surface.
But it was useless. The Japanese bayonet penetrated his right forearm, and the inside of the wound had to be disinfected. Otherwise, if the wound became infected, his entire right arm would be wasted.
"Inside, inside."
Duanwu managed to say a few words, but then fell into a deep sleep. He suffered a concussion on the brain and was drowsy in addition to vomiting.
Coupled with the exhaustion from fighting all night, Duanwu fell asleep in a very short period of time.
"What did you say? Inside? Is it hurt inside too?"
Ma Zhongyan asked, but Duanwu had already fallen asleep at this time.
Ma Zhongyan was in a hurry to untie Duanwu's clothes because she guessed that Duanwu must have been injured inside his clothes.
But at this moment, Lao Baanpan grabbed Duanwu's injured hand and looked around and said, "Miss Ma, stop looking. I guess the instructor is talking about the injury on his right arm. This is a penetrating injury. He asked you to remove the inside of the wound." Disinfect too.”
"It's disinfected inside too? How to disinfect it?"
Ma Zhongyan was surprised, but Lao Abacus had experience because he had seen Duanwu treat his own wounds.
Last time, too, Duanwu's arm was penetrated by a Japs bullet. Duanwu took medical forceps and passed the alcohol cotton from one side to the other for disinfection. He did this three times.
Lao Abacus was scared to death and said, "How painful is it, Tuan Zuo?"
Duanwu said: "The pain now is better than losing an arm. Once the wound becomes infected, the entire arm will be cut off."
So it is precisely because of this that when Duanwu said it, Lao Abacus immediately remembered this matter.
With trembling hands, he picked up the medical forceps in the medicine box, tremblingly picked up cotton and dipped it in alcohol.
Lao Abacus was timid, and his hands and feet trembled involuntarily when he saw blood.
Originally, Ma Zhongyan wanted to scold Lao Abacus for being useless. But when she thought about inserting medical forceps and alcohol from one side of her arm to the other, she got goosebumps all over her body.
Ma Zhongyan didn't dare to take action, so she could only keep trying to catch the duck.
puff!
When the medical forceps were pushed in from one side of the wound, the other side of the wound opened instantly, and black blood clots and bright red blood gushed out, which was shocking to those who saw it.
Dragon Boat Festival was awakened by the instant pain. He moved a little, and his body reflexively wanted to sit up.
Old Abacus said quickly: "Hold him, hold him, don't let him move, it will be bad if you open the wound."
Seven or eight bandits quickly came up to help hold down Dragon Boat Festival.
Fortunately, I was too tired during the Dragon Boat Festival. After waking up from the pain, I fell asleep immediately.
The blood on Lao Abacus's hand was wiped clumsily with cotton, but he couldn't stop it at all.
Ma Zhongyan really couldn't stand it anymore. Although she was a little timid, she was better than Lao Baanpan. If he did this, I'm afraid Duanwu would have died of excessive blood loss before he was cured.
She snatched the medical forceps from Lao Baanpan's hand and dipped a new piece of medical cotton in alcohol.
Looking at Duanwu's opened wound, Ma Zhongyan's hands were shaking a little, but there was nothing he could do. If he didn't take action now, Duanwu's arm would really be disabled.
She suddenly inserted the medical forceps into the wound, and another stream of blood with black clots spurted out.
Blood spattered on Ma Zhongyan's body, but she didn't care at all and continued to clean the Duanwu wound with the alcohol cotton.
At this time, the bandits and common people around saw them, and they couldn't bear to look at them.
But the respect in their hearts arose spontaneously.
And especially those rescued people, looking at the strong officer lying there motionless, covered in blood, could no longer suppress their inner emotions, and even cried uncontrollably.
People's hearts are full of flesh. How could they not shed tears of gratitude when a young officer fought with so many Japanese soldiers outside the city alone to save them, and was seriously injured.
They hope that Dragon Boat Festival can recover and stand up again.
But at this time, they didn't know that the next Japanese conspiracy was coming.
The Japanese have already sent messengers to the defenders of the northern city wall, Pang Hu, Ma Zhenshan and others to convey the war letter between Fujiyama and Captain Hemo. It said: They will use the captured prisoners of war in exchange for a duel with Lord Duanwu.
The number of people in the duel was equivalent to the number of people in the battle in the south of the city. They were all a small group of imperial troops.
They admire His Excellency Duanwu's swordsmanship very much, so they also ask Your Excellency Duanwu not to refuse, otherwise they cannot guarantee the safety of the prisoners of war.
Ma Zhenshan saw this letter and cursed: "These little devils are so shameless? Are they more bandits than bandits? Let one person fight with a small team of them? Grandma also said that they would exchange prisoners of war? Are those prisoners of war? ?That’s a group of unarmed people.”
Ma Zhenshan and Pang Hu said: "Captain Pang, don't listen to the little devils. They can't get into the city and their skills are at their wits end. I'll be guarding here. If they dare to come, I'll give them a hand grenade to greet them."
Pang Hu frowned and said: "That's not okay. As soldiers, it is our duty to protect our homeland and the country and ensure the safety of the people. If we lose this duty, then what kind of soldiers will we be?"
Ma Zhenshan thinks Pang Hu is stupid, why would he die for others? But he couldn't just say: I won't die for others. In this way, he lost his status as the boss.
But Ma Zhenshan also had something to refute. He got close to Pang Hu and said: "Captain Pang, the other party kept asking Chief Duanwu to go down and fight with their team. I roughly counted, at least sixty people. One person can fight six More than ten people? Are we not going to die as a group?"
Pang Hu sighed and said to Ma Zhenshan: "Tell the little devil, let's discuss it. I'll go see the regiment leader and see what he says. Remember, don't act rashly without the regiment leader's order. The regiment leader's military discipline is very strict." Yan, several division commanders were killed if they disobeyed his orders. You can take care of it yourself."
Ma Zhenshan smiled apologetically: "This is nature, this is nature."
Pang Hu nodded and left. He thought to himself that only Tuan Zuo could hold him down in Ma Zhenshan.
He is really strange. In terms of body, he is not as tall as him, and in terms of appearance, he is not as fierce as him. But even though Ma Zhenshan was not afraid of him, he was only afraid of the group, and he couldn't understand what was going on.
Pang Hu thought to himself: "Maybe this is the difference between him and Tuan Zuo. Although they are both soldiers, his temperament is still a bit different. He is not as fierce as Tuan Zuo, and no Tuan Zuo can fight. That's why he can't conquer this Ma Zhenshan!" ..."
