twilight.
More than 20 soldiers responded to Ma Jinshan's call.
"Fight back to Jiangqiao!"
The soldiers shouted loudly, and even shouted out the feeling of thousands of troops.
Just as Ma Jinshan was about to leave, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves and footsteps approaching from far away, and then a neatly formed troop came to him.
A middle-aged man wearing a sky-blue military uniform quickly dismounted and walked up to Ma Jinshan to salute.
"Report to the commander, Chang Jianghai of the Independent Brigade has been ordered to arrive!"
Ma Jinshan is riding on a horse, holding the reins in one hand and the whip in the other.
He stared into Jiang Hai's eyes, "You're here just in time, order your troops to set off with the target Jiang Qiao!"
"yes!"
Jiang Hai responded loudly.
Ma Jinshan and the cavalry of the Independent Brigade rushed to the front. He had to rush back to Jiangqiao in the shortest time to rescue the brother who saved him from fire and water.
the other side.
Ye Anran carried his horse on his back and walked along the path near the sea, along the canal, under the cover of bushes, and headed straight to Tailai County.
When we arrived at the county seat, it was already evening.
It was a troubled day and there were no people on the street.
Following the memory of the original owner, Ye Anran found the clinic.
There is a wooden plaque hanging above the clinic, which is called the China-Japan Friendship General Medical Center.
He looked back at Ma Jinhai, who had a sallow complexion.
This is the only chance to save him.
Ye Anran walked over and knocked on the door.
It took two minutes after the door rang for someone to open the door.
The person who opened the door was wearing a suit, had a fat head, big ears, a round face, and a mustache under his nose.
Seeing that the person on Ye Anran's back was wearing a military uniform, he first took a step out and blocked the door.
"Sir, we do not provide medical services to Daxia soldiers here!"
The doctor's attitude was tough, and his eyes were filled with hatred.
Ye Anran was stunned for a moment. He was a little surprised. This was not how it was played on TV!
In some TV shows, Japanese doctors still have some medical ethics and conscience!
Ye Anran raised his head and looked at the man in a suit in front of him. There was a hint of pride in his thick skin.
"interesting."
"If you open a hospital on our land and refuse to serve our people, then you can close the place."
The man in the suit smiled "haha" and said, "It doesn't matter whether you close the door or not!"
"Please leave here as soon as possible!"
He said and pointed to a wooden sign inside the door that was written in both Chinese and Japanese.
The wooden sign reads: Daxia people and dogs are not allowed to enter.
Ye Anran looked towards the wooden sign.
He swallowed, his eyes burning with murderous intent.
The words on it were like a needle, piercing his heart deeply.
The so-called "Sino-Japanese friendship" is nothing more than the Japanese trying to fool the Daxia defenders in the city!
In fact, people from Daxia are not welcome here.
Ye Anran looked up at the man in the suit, smiled at him, and said, "You will regret it!"
"hehe!"
The man in the suit sneered, took a step back and entered the door, and said contemptuously: "China pigs, without doctors and medicine, all your soldiers will die!"
Pa~
He closed the wooden door and bolted it inside.
There were only two shadows on the street under the moonlight.
The surroundings are extremely quiet, you can hear the breeze and the chirping of insects.
Ye Anran found a corner, put down Ma Jinhai, reached out and touched his forehead, it was very hot.
After the wound is infected, the body temperature begins to rise, and to a certain extent, the person becomes cold!
Ye Anran put down his rifle and took away the saber from Ma Jinhai's waist. The blade was cold under the moonlight.
He walked back to the door of the general practitioner's clinic and continued to knock on the door.
After another two minutes, the man in a suit opened a small crack in the wooden door and roared angrily: "Baga!"
Ye Anran raised his palm slightly and stabbed the sharp saber in his hand along the crack of the door!
The shining silver tip of the knife penetrated the man in the suit's throat with a whoosh.
The man in the suit twitched in pain, and grabbed the saber involuntarily with both hands. His pupils dilated, his body stiffened, and he stared at Ye Anran.
There was blood pouring from his mouth and nose.
Ye Anran slowly drew out his saber.
Then he kicked open the wooden door.
Also falling to the ground was the body of the man in a suit.
Ye Anran checked the clinic. Apart from the man in a suit, there was a woman wearing a kimono kneeling on the bed in the room.
The woman wore a floral kimono and carried a small schoolbag unique to the Japanese on her back.
Perhaps seeing that the person entering the room was not a man in a suit, the woman huddled to the corner of the bed in horror, her eyes staring at Ye Anran's bloody knife.
She protected her chest with her hands, her face turned pale, "Who, who are you?"
Ye Anran checked all the rooms.
Just this bitch.
He looked at the woman's fearful look, with a hint of indifference on his face.
"Are you a doctor?!"
Ye Anran asked her in Japanese.
The woman shook her head tremblingly and responded: "I, I'm not, I'm a nurse..."
"You, come out and help!"
"Hai..."
The woman responded submissively.
Ye Anran went out, stepped over the corpses in the room, went out, picked up the dying Ma Jinhai, and entered the clinic.
There is an operating table in the inner room of the clinic, and the equipment is imported from John Bull.
The lighting is composed of eight lamp posts and is very practical.
Ye Anran put on the Japanese white coat and heard a woman's scream outside the door.
She found the body of the man in a suit at the door. He died in a terrible manner!
Ye Anran ignored the woman's shout. When he just entered the house, he locked all the doors.
Unless she opens the door and runs.
Otherwise, if she screams until her throat is broken, others will only think that this devil bitch has a great life!
Wait until preoperative preparation is completed.
Ye Anran took a look at the surgical tool box. It was full of tools, including surgical forceps, scalpels, gauze, anesthesia, and syringes.
Before joining the army, he originally studied medicine and studied surgery at Capital Medical University.
Bone setting and stitching is a delicate job. Some orthopedic surgeries require not only bone setting, but also blood vessel and skin grafting.
Every step the doctor takes may lead to rebirth or death.
Ye Anran thinks it's a bit troublesome to be a doctor like that. He likes to be neat and tidy, either letting people live or die!
As a result, he became the benchmark for the Shadow Army.
All the hostages he encountered during his mission are now alive and well.
Anyone he wants to kill has grass on his grave that is more than two meters high.
Looking at these surgical equipment now, Ye Anran couldn't help but laugh. He looked at Ma Jinhai lying on the bed and murmured.
"I'm sorry, brother. I didn't even go through training in college, so I went to join the army."
"I'm going to perform surgery on you now. Just treat it as my first internship lesson. Don't mind!"
He picked up the scalpel and made a mark on Ma Jinhai's X-shaped wound.
The Japanese girl at the door suddenly appeared. She now had a pistol in her hand, a Southern Type 14 pistol.
That is, the tortoise box.
The Japanese girl stood at the door, legs crossed, holding the bastard box in both hands, pointing her gun at Ye Anran.
She angrily warned Ye Anran: "You, don't move!"
"I am going to kill you!"
Ye Anran raised his head slightly, what kind of strange request is this? You want to kill me, but you still don’t allow me to move? ?
