Sokov agreed with Asiya's statement, but he knew more clearly that if he wanted to go further in the future, he would not be without a commander like Ponejelin around him. He waved his hand at Asiya and said: "Asiya, I admit that what you said makes sense, but if I want to continue to stay in the army, I must have a group of capable and experienced commanders. And Ponejelin and others just agree with this standard. As for the future..."
At this point, he was silent for a long time, and then continued: "We will talk about the future in the future. Maybe the achievements of these commanders can change everyone's view of them."
Seeing Sokov being so stubborn, Asiya knew that no matter what she said, nothing could make him change his mind. He could only sigh softly and said, "Well, now that you have made a decision, just do it according to your own ideas."
Sokov was about to say a few good words to comfort Asiya, but when he saw the dean walking into the ward with several military doctors and nurses, he turned his attention to the dean: "Comrade dean, are you there?" What's the matter?"
"Comrade General," the dean said with a smile, "according to your case report, the cast on your leg can be removed."
"Thank God!" Sokov said with relief after hearing the news: "After the plaster is removed, I can walk."
"Comrade General, removing the plaster does not mean you can walk immediately." The dean said, "We need to see how you behave later to know whether you can walk."
After getting permission from the director, military doctors and nurses began to remove the cast from Sokov's leg.
A few minutes later, after the cast was removed, Sokov suddenly felt that his right leg felt much lighter. He sat up, put his legs on the ground, and prepared to stand up by holding on to the bedside railing.
Seeing his move, the dean reminded him: "Comrade General, when your feet land on the ground, you must move slowly and lightly, so as not to..."
Before the dean had finished speaking, Sokov had already stood up holding on to the bedside railing. After taking a deep breath, he slowly raised his right foot and took a small step forward. When he was doing this action, Asiya stood behind him with his arms spread out, ready to support him in time if he fell.
When Sokov's right foot landed, the severe pain from his leg was immediately transmitted to his cranial nerves. Because of the pain, his body swayed. Asiya hugged him quickly and said anxiously: "Misha, why don't you rest for two days and try again?"
Although the pain from the leg injury was very strong, Sokov felt that he could bear it, so he waved his hand to Asiya and said, "Asiya, you don't need to help me, I can do it."
When Asya heard what he said, she quickly let go of her arm and let Sokov try to walk independently.
Sokov took another step forward. When his toes landed, he still felt the pain. He slowed down the speed of landing the soles of his feet. After the entire soles of his feet were in contact with the ground, he carefully placed his weight on this leg. .
"Misha, how do you feel?" Asiya asked with concern.
"It's not bad!" Although Sokov was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he still said calmly: "I think the pain is within an acceptable range, and I plan to try to walk a few more steps."
Seeing Asiya trying to stop Sokov with words, the dean standing aside quickly said: "Asiya, let Comrade General try again. Judging from the two steps he just took, the pain on his legs The bones should have grown back, and as long as you exercise more, you will be able to walk like a normal person soon."
"Okay then." Since professionals like the dean are endorsing Sokov, Asiya can't say anything else. She can only tell Sokov: "Misha, don't be brave. As long as you find something is wrong. , stop immediately.”
Sokov nodded and continued walking alone in the ward. Although before he was injured, this was just a simple movement, but it took him almost a quarter of an hour to move forward only a dozen steps.
"Comrade General." The dean raised his hand and looked at his watch, and then said to Sokov: "Today's training ends here. Let's continue to contact you tomorrow."
With the help of two nurses, Sokov returned to his bed and sat down. He looked up at the dean and asked, "Comrade dean, can I go to class with a cane tomorrow?"
"It's okay to try to use crutches," the dean said with a beaming smile, "but if you want to go to class, you still have to sit in a wheelchair until you can move around the ward quickly without crutches."
The next day, when Sokov appeared in the classroom in a wheelchair, the first thing he noticed was Sukhalev. He asked in surprise: "Captain Sokov, when did the plaster on your leg be removed?"
"Yesterday." Sokov replied: "I didn't come to class yesterday, so I took off the plaster."
“How long do I have to wait before I can come to class without a wheelchair?”
"Not sure." Sokov shook his head and said, "The dean said that when I can walk quickly in the ward, I can come to class without a wheelchair."
"Captain Sokov," Major Miresiev walked into the classroom and saw that the cast on Sokov's leg was removed. He walked over quickly and asked with concern: "Has your cast been removed?"
"Yes, the cast has been removed."
"Have you ever tried to stand up and walk?" After Miresievsi asked this question, before Sokov could speak, he said directly: "I used to have a subordinate who was also injured in the leg. After the plaster was removed, The military doctor asked him to stay in bed for another week to avoid affecting the newly healed bones. But he ignored the military doctor at all. As soon as the military doctor left, he quietly got out of bed and practiced walking. Within three days, he could limp. He walked from his ward to the hospital restaurant to eat, which shocked the military doctors."
"Comrade Major," Sukharev heard what Miresiev said and asked, "Do you mean to ask Captain Sokov to move more, so that the leg injury can be healed as soon as possible?"
"Yes, that's what I mean." Miresiev stared at Sokov and said: "Captain Sokov, I strongly recommend that you practice walking more. This will be very helpful for your leg injury to heal. Helpful.”
"Thank you, Comrade Major." Sokov nodded and replied, "I will strengthen my training and try to come here to attend classes as soon as possible without having to use a wheelchair."
The content of today’s class is about urban street fighting.
After the lecturer briefly introduced the characteristics of street fighting, he asked: "All the commanders here must have experience in street fighting, right? I wonder if you are interested in sharing your combat experience with the students?"
After the teacher finished speaking, several students immediately raised their hands and asked to speak.
Sokov agreed with Asiya's statement, but he knew more clearly that if he wanted to go further in the future, he would not be without a commander like Ponejelin around him. He waved his hand at Asiya and said: "Asiya, I admit that what you said makes sense, but if I want to continue to stay in the army, I must have a group of capable and experienced commanders. And Ponejelin and others just agree with this standard. As for the future..."
At this point, he was silent for a long time, and then continued: "We will talk about the future in the future. Maybe the achievements of these commanders can change everyone's view of them."
Seeing Sokov being so stubborn, Asiya knew that no matter what she said, nothing could make him change his mind. He could only sigh softly and said, "Well, now that you have made a decision, just do it according to your own ideas."
Sokov was about to say a few good words to comfort Asiya, but when he saw the dean walking into the ward with several military doctors and nurses, he turned his attention to the dean: "Comrade dean, are you there?" What's the matter?"
"Comrade General," the dean said with a smile, "according to your case report, the cast on your leg can be removed."
"Thank God!" Sokov said with relief after hearing the news: "After the plaster is removed, I can walk."
"Comrade General, removing the plaster does not mean you can walk immediately." The dean said, "We need to see how you behave later to know whether you can walk."
After getting permission from the director, military doctors and nurses began to remove the cast from Sokov's leg.
A few minutes later, after the cast was removed, Sokov suddenly felt that his right leg felt much lighter. He sat up, put his legs on the ground, and prepared to stand up by holding on to the bedside railing.
Seeing his move, the dean reminded him: "Comrade General, when your feet land on the ground, you must move slowly and lightly, so as not to..."
Before the dean had finished speaking, Sokov had already stood up holding on to the bedside railing. After taking a deep breath, he slowly raised his right foot and took a small step forward. When he was doing this action, Asiya stood behind him with his arms spread out, ready to support him in time if he fell.
When Sokov's right foot landed, the severe pain from his leg was immediately transmitted to his cranial nerves. Because of the pain, his body swayed. Asiya hugged him quickly and said anxiously: "Misha, why don't you rest for two days and try again?"
Although the pain from the leg injury was very strong, Sokov felt that he could bear it, so he waved his hand to Asiya and said, "Asiya, you don't need to help me, I can do it."
When Asya heard what he said, she quickly let go of her arm and let Sokov try to walk independently.
Sokov took another step forward. When his toes landed, he still felt the pain. He slowed down the speed of landing the soles of his feet. After the entire soles of his feet were in contact with the ground, he carefully placed his weight on this leg. .
"Misha, how do you feel?" Asiya asked with concern.
"It's not bad!" Although Sokov was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he still said calmly: "I think the pain is within an acceptable range, and I plan to try to walk a few more steps."
Seeing Asiya trying to stop Sokov with words, the dean standing aside quickly said: "Asiya, let Comrade General try again. Judging from the two steps he just took, the pain on his legs The bones should have grown back, and as long as you exercise more, you will be able to walk like a normal person soon."
"Okay then." Since professionals like the dean are endorsing Sokov, Asiya can't say anything else. She can only tell Sokov: "Misha, don't be brave. As long as you find something is wrong. , stop immediately.”
Sokov nodded and continued walking alone in the ward. Although before he was injured, this was just a simple movement, but it took him almost a quarter of an hour to move forward only a dozen steps.
"Comrade General." The dean raised his hand and looked at his watch, and then said to Sokov: "Today's training ends here. Let's continue to contact you tomorrow."
With the help of two nurses, Sokov returned to his bed and sat down. He looked up at the dean and asked, "Comrade dean, can I go to class with a cane tomorrow?"
"It's okay to try to use crutches," the dean said with a beaming smile, "but if you want to go to class, you still have to sit in a wheelchair until you can move around the ward quickly without crutches."
The next day, when Sokov appeared in the classroom in a wheelchair, the first thing he noticed was Sukhalev. He asked in surprise: "Captain Sokov, when did the plaster on your leg be removed?"
"Yesterday." Sokov replied: "I didn't come to class yesterday, so I took off the plaster."
“How long do I have to wait before I can come to class without a wheelchair?”
"Not sure." Sokov shook his head and said, "The dean said that when I can walk quickly in the ward, I can come to class without a wheelchair."
"Captain Sokov," Major Miresiev walked into the classroom and saw that the cast on Sokov's leg was removed. He walked over quickly and asked with concern: "Has your cast been removed?"
"Yes, the cast has been removed."
"Have you ever tried to stand up and walk?" After Miresievsi asked this question, before Sokov could speak, he said directly: "I used to have a subordinate who was also injured in the leg. After the plaster was removed, The military doctor asked him to stay in bed for another week to avoid affecting the newly healed bones. But he ignored the military doctor at all. As soon as the military doctor left, he quietly got out of bed and practiced walking. Within three days, he could limp. He walked from his ward to the hospital restaurant to eat, which shocked the military doctors."
"Comrade Major," Sukharev heard what Miresiev said and asked, "Do you mean to ask Captain Sokov to move more, so that the leg injury can be healed as soon as possible?"
"Yes, that's what I mean." Miresiev stared at Sokov and said: "Captain Sokov, I strongly recommend that you practice walking more. This will be very helpful for your leg injury to heal. Helpful.”
"Thank you, Comrade Major." Sokov nodded and replied, "I will strengthen my training and strive to come here to attend classes without having to use a wheelchair as soon as possible."
After the lecturer briefly introduced the characteristics of street fighting, he asked: "All the commanders here must have experience in street fighting, right? I wonder if you are interested in sharing your combat experience with the students?"
Sokov agreed with Asiya's statement, but he knew more clearly that if he wanted to go further in the future, he would not be without a commander like Ponejelin around him. He waved his hand towards Asiya and said: "Asiya, I admit that what you said makes sense, but if I want to continue to stay in the army, I must have a group of capable and experienced commanders. And Ponejelin and others just agree with this standard. As for the future..."
