This meeting has turned into a dinner party, thank God, it doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't delay the business.
While eating and drinking, Xie Tian summarized everyone's performance tonight. He stood up and toasted Ge Dazhuang and Zhang Xingsheng with a bowl of wine alone. He waved his hand and said, "Now hurry up and go back to bed. We will follow the plan tomorrow."
Xie Tian is the soul of this army. What he says is the imperial decree in this army. No one will disobey or refute it, except for joking.
They know that Xie Tian likes to joke, and when he is not serious, it is okay for others to make fun of him.
The guys from the mobile platoon even beat up Xie Tian, of course, during training.
After blasting away these guys, thank God and return to the backyard.
Tang Haoer closed the door and helped Xie Tian take off his coat: "The bath water has been boiled for you, go and soak in it."
After being a couple for so many days, Tang Haoer has become familiar with Xie Tian's daily habits.
He had to take a shower every day, and even Tang Haoer felt a little embarrassed.
I have no choice but to let this big bandit make fun of me for not being clean, so I might as well wash it.
The weather in the Jinsui area is cold in winter, making bathing very inconvenient. Even wealthy families have not developed the habit of taking a bath every day. As a result, Xie Baoqing, a big bandit, has to take a bath every day, even if it is just a simple rinse.
Seeing Tang Haoer taking off his coat, Xie Tian said: "You go to bed first, I can take it off myself."
Tang Haoer was stunned for a moment, looked at Xie Tian hurriedly, and asked anxiously: "Are you injured?"
Husband and wife are connected, Tang Haoer has become accustomed to helping Xie Tian take off his coat during this period, but today Xie Tian actually wanted to push her away, and she immediately realized that something was wrong.
Xie Tian also knew that he couldn't hide it from Tang Haoer. If he hid it now, it would still be exposed later when he got into the bed. He had no choice but to smile and said: "It's okay, just scratch the skin, and I will wrap it up myself later."
"Where is the injury?" Tang Haoer's eyes instantly filled with tears.
Xie Tian smiled bitterly and pointed at his crotch: "Help me in, don't let that kid Tiedan see, otherwise the team will be in chaos."
Tang Haoer burst into tears. He had pretended to be so strong just now, but now he had to be helped into the house. Could it be a small scratch on his skin?
In the room, Tang Haoer helped Xie Tian take off his coat. When he saw a large and shocking blood stain on Xie Tian's trousers, almost half of his trouser legs were soaked in blood, and he was immediately at a loss.
Xie Tian calmly pulled down his clothes and said with a smile: "It's really okay. I just got rubbed by the skin of a cannonball and lost so much blood because I didn't have time to deal with it. I'll just check the wound later and put some medicine on it and it'll be fine."
Tang Haoer shed tears and carefully helped Xie Tian take off his pants. When he pulled them down, Xie Tian couldn't help but groan in pain.
Tang Haoer apologized hurriedly and asked at a loss, "What should I do now?"
Xie Tian smiled bitterly: "The shrapnel is probably still stuck in the bone, so cut off the pants first."
Tang Haoer hurriedly looked for scissors. She opened a silk and satin shop to help people make clothes, and there were several types of scissors in the house. As a result, her mind went blank in the panic and she couldn't remember where she put the scissors. She was crying as she spoke: "Scissors, where did I put the scissors?"
Xie Tian pointed at the chest of drawers in a funny way: "It's in the second drawer below."
After finally cutting off the trouser legs, even the cotton trousers and underwear were cut off. Half of the trouser legs of the cotton trousers were soaked with blood and were heavy and stiff.
I finally saw the wound, and saw a walnut-sized shell fragment inserted diagonally into Xie Tian's hip bone. It was shocking. Fortunately, the bleeding had stopped long ago.
Tang Haoer burst into tears and looked at Xie Tian at a loss and asked, "What should we do now?"
Xie Tian took one look at the wound and smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just a minor injury. Please help me prepare a bottle of wine, some clean cotton, a clean cloth, and two pairs of vises."
Tang Haoer was running around the room like a headless fly, but at least he still prepared the things Xie Tian wanted.
Xie Tian picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, smiled at Tang Haoer and said, "Go to the tunnel to find the medicine box and bring me some aspirin."
Tang Haoer hurriedly lifted up the quilt to lift up the tunnel opening on the big kang. Xie Tian smiled and said: "Don't panic, light the oil lamp before going down. It's too dark down there, so be careful."
Xie Tian specially opened a tunnel opening for Tang Haoer on the big kang to facilitate her getting out of the tunnel in an emergency. This tunnel opening was too easily exposed, so Xie Tian also made some designs below. Others would only think of this after finding out. It is a small underground cellar that is convenient for hiding people. It is not easy to find out that there is a tunnel leading downwards hidden in the underground cellar. Only the next tunnel can reach the underground cellar dug by the original rich man.
It's not that Xie Tian has any talent for designing tunnels. Before he traveled through time, Xie Tian liked to study things like traps and traps. He had his own ideas about designing traps. Even if a tomb robber entered the tunnel he designed, he would be confused.
Watching Tang Haoer get into the tunnel, Xie Tian bit open the bottle of white wine and washed the wound.
He pushed Tang Hao'er away because he was worried about scaring Tang Hao'er. After all, treating wounds requires seeing blood. What's more, the resources at hand are limited now, so Xie Tian can only use some crude methods to treat the wounds.
Alcohol was spilled on the wound, and cold sweat broke out on Xie Tian's perseverance forehead.
Xie Tian used to make a living in the octagonal cage. There was no game that didn't end with scars, and he already had experience in dealing with wounds.
Only this time, the shell fragments were still embedded in his bones, and you can imagine the inhuman pain he had to endure.
After pouring half a bottle of liquor, Xie Tian took out a bullet from the gun and twisted off the warhead with a vise. He took the cigarette out of his mouth, grabbed the wine bottle on the table and took a few sips. He clamped the shell fragment with the vise and gritted his teeth. Use the principle of leverage to make a sharp move.
The shell fragments came out of the bones, bringing out splatters of blood and a few strands of flesh. The pain was so painful that Xie Tian groaned, threw away the vise, grabbed the wine bottle, and poured the remaining half bottle of white wine on the wound. , press it tightly with cotton.
Beads of cold sweat on his forehead fell on his thighs. Xie Tian opened his mouth wide but did not cry out. The pain rushed to his lips but he was holding it there and couldn't let it go.
After finally enduring the pain, Xie Tian hurriedly exhaled a few breaths to vent the pain that he had held in his mouth for a long time. He looked at the wound where the cotton was pressed, picked up the bullet casing on the table and cut it. All the gunpowder was poured on the wound, and he pressed the half-lit cigarette in his hand cruelly.
A flash of fire flashed by, and Xie Tian groaned, his face deformed in pain, and he couldn't help but lift up his uninjured leg and stamp on the ground a few times.
In the tunnel, Tang Haoer heard the sound of thumping on the ground from above. Not knowing what happened to Xie Tian, he hurriedly turned over the medicine and ran up with the medicine bottle. When he climbed out of the tunnel, he saw Xie Tian sitting on the Taishi chair and leaning on his back. Panting heavily, a pair of vise and shrapnel were thrown on the ground. The wound on his thigh had been bandaged, but the blood dripping down his calf was shocking to see.
Tang Haoer threw herself in front of Xie Tian in distress and burst into tears: "Why didn't you wait for me to come up and help you?"
Xie Tian smiled tiredly and said: "It's a small injury. I can just deal with it myself. Please help me wipe it. I really don't want to move."
Tang Haoer cried and helped Xie Tian wipe his body with hot water, put him on the kang and covered him with a quilt.
Tang Haoer hadn't packed up the things in the room yet, but Xie Tian was already snoring on the kang.
Tang Haoer sat next to Xie Tian distressedly, stroking Xie Tian's face, with tears in his eyes.
My man, do you know that my heart will hurt when you act like this?
In the early morning, Tang Haoer suddenly woke up from her dream. She felt the heat in Xie Tian's arms. She hurriedly reached out and touched Xie Tian's forehead. She was so frightened that she turned over and sat up.
Why is it so hot? He has a fever!
Tang Haoer hurriedly dressed and got off the kang, washed a wet face towel and applied it to Xie Tian's forehead.
In a daze, Xie Tian felt the coolness on his forehead and felt a little more comfortable. He took Tang Haoer's hand on his face and said vaguely: "After fighting the Japanese, come back with me. Go back together. I want to bring you……"
Tang Haoer couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly, and Xie Tian heard heavy snoring again.
After changing the wet cloth twice, Xie Tian's high fever had not subsided.
Tang Haoer hesitated for a moment, then resolutely walked out of the house and knocked on the door in the east wing: "Tiedan, wake up."
Soon the door opened, and a disheveled Tiedan appeared at the door with Thomson in his arms. He asked with a wary look: "Godmother, what's the matter?"
Tang Haoer felt indescribably uncomfortable looking at Tiedan's look. What kind of world would make a child sleep with a gun at all times?
"Tiedan, your godfather is sick. You and Xiaoman, you two, take good care of him. I'll go find a doctor for him."
"My godfather is sick? What's wrong with him?"
Tiedan ignored that Tang Haoer was still standing at the door and squeezed out and went straight to the main room.
Tang Haoer smiled bitterly and looked at Xiao Man who was getting dressed: "Xiao Man, you two take care of the boss. I'll be back as soon as I go."
Xiaoman responded hurriedly: "I'll go over right away. What's wrong with my boss? Is it important?"
It's not yet dawn, so I have to go ask the doctor. Is it okay?
The drowsy Zhuangke on the earthen wall of Gaojia Weizi suddenly discovered that there was a car with lights coming towards Gaojia Weizi in the darkness. He hurriedly kicked his companion to wake him up: "There is a car coming, you keep watching here, I Go and report to the master."
Before the banker could react, the banker had already rushed down the wall with a gun on his back and headed straight for the inner house. He ran to the door and banged on the door: "Master, wake up quickly, someone is coming."
The lights in the room were quickly lit, and soon Gao Kuirong, wearing a cotton robe and an angry face, opened the door and came out and yelled: "What do you call a funeral this early in the morning? Who is here?"
The dealer hurriedly replied: "I don't know, I came by car."
"Driving a car?" Gao Kuirong raised his eyebrows and walked quickly towards the circle in his robe.
Those who came by car were either the eldest son Gao Zhancai or the second son Gao Zhantian, no one else.
Coming back in the dark this night, something big might have happened.
