Under the white cloth, there was a young man who looked to be only twenty-four or five years old. He had a faint smile on his lips, as if this death was a real relief for him.
The white cloth was slowly opened, revealing a body covered in bruises, including whip wounds, burns, and knife wounds.
Various scars covered the whole body, and it was difficult to find a complete piece of skin on the light green skin.
The fatal injury was a penetrating wound to the heart from the back to the front.
Looking at the scars all over his body, Xu San suppressed his angry heart with a long breath. After calming down, he grabbed the teacher's joints and moved them, and then asked, "Have you been dead for two days?"
Hua Zejin nodded slightly, and her tone seemed to be explaining, "The Eighth Route Army was executed the day before yesterday. I specifically applied for Dong Jinbao's surgery."
Xu San smiled, with an indescribable bitterness in his smile, "He is the Eighth Route Army, and Dong Jinbao is also the Eighth Route Army. They are comrades-in-arms. To a certain extent, they are helping each other, and they have a deep friendship as comrades-in-arms." "
In fact, Xu San was quite relieved that Hua Zejin didn't practice with a living person, because he didn't know whether he would get violent after seeing a living person lying on the operating table during the operation, or whether he would be raped by someone. See through the disguise.
The palm of his hand slowly passed across the cold corpse, and finally stopped on the pair of eyes that were still staring at death. He stroked it gently and said silently in his heart, "Comrade, your sacrifice will not be in vain. Japan will surrender in a few years." , in a few decades, we will be able to completely live a peaceful and stable life! Believe me, because... I come from the future, from that peaceful and stable future."
The teacher's eyes were closed tightly under Xu San's touch, and his smile seemed to change from relief to tranquility.
The nurse pushed the work cart, Hua Zejin entered the surgeon's position, Nanako stood opposite her, and Xu San stood next to Hua Zejin, reached for the bone saw, and said, "Craniotomy Should I do this kind of physical work?”
Near seven o'clock, after more than five hours, Hua Zejin and Nanako finally completed three rounds of "surgery" and basically completed the initial running-in.
After the third time, Nanako finally couldn't hold on any longer and sat down on the ground. She took off her mask and began to breathe heavily. At this moment, her legs were almost unconscious, and her scrub clothes were wet with sweat and stuck to her body. On her body, Xu San couldn't help but swallow her saliva due to those attractive curves.
Xu San also wiped his sweat. Although he was the second assistant and rarely used his hands, the tense atmosphere in the "operation" also made him extremely exhausted.
He fanned himself with his hand and said, "Is this operating room too hot? Is this temperature the most suitable temperature for surgery?"
Hua Zejin nodded, walked aside and started recording the running-in process in his notebook.
After writing a few words, he glanced at the thermometer and said, "It's indeed a bit high."
"How about I arrange for someone to bring some ice cubes to cool down tomorrow?" Xu San asked.
"Well, okay!" Hua Zejin said lightly, and then continued to write notes with his head down.
About half an hour later, Hua Zejin finished sorting out his notes. He turned to Xu San and said, "Conan-kun, I have nothing to do with you here for the time being. You go back first, have a good rest, and come to my office to see me before nine o'clock tomorrow." .”
"Okay!" Xu San agreed, and stood up holding on to his sore knees, "Do you need to bring you breakfast?"
"Need not!"
"I want big meat buns."
When Xu San walked out of the operation, it was completely dark. He looked at his watch and saw that it was almost eight o'clock.
Looking at the Army General Hospital from a distance, it can be said that the lights are brightly lit, the inpatient department is even more overcrowded, and the number of beds is tight. Through the window, you can even see many temporary beds in the corridor.
Seeing this scene, Xu San's somewhat impetuous heart finally calmed down a lot.
It seems that the results of the Hundred Regiment War are not small. In just six days, so many seriously injured officers have been treated here.
Suddenly I felt a little happy in my heart, and I was thinking about whether I should sneak into the kitchen secretly and give them some laxatives to make them more injured. Maybe a few of them would be killed if they were seriously injured?
However, in the end, Xu San gave up the idea and did not choose to take action.
Because the meal time has passed at this time, even if poisoned, it will not cause large-scale harm.
Another point is that there is not much medicine left in Xu San's body, not enough for him to poison a large area again.
Li Si is still undercover in Heifeng Village and cannot replenish it. This makes Xu San a little scrupulous when using the medicine and dare not make the effort, especially since there is only one person left to measure the corpse-transforming water.
Thinking of the zombie water, Xu San felt it was necessary to entrust Li Si's master to make a few more bottles.
In the shadows, Kurosaki slowly emerged and followed silently about three meters away from Xu San, acting as if he didn't know him.
There was no driving today, so Xu San and Kurosaki kept their distance and walked back to the office.
As soon as he left the street, Xu San stopped and frowned slightly.
The door to the office was not closed, and was now half-open, revealing a gap as wide as one person.
Logically speaking, Wang Zhenzhen should have gone home from get off work by this time, closed the door and left.
However, it was already dark now, but the lights were not on and the door was not closed.
What happened?
Work overtime?
Xu San secretly guessed Wang Zhenzhen's movements and moved forward slowly. At the same time, he accelerated his Qi exercises to expand the circle's range and prepare to deal with emergencies.
Gently pushing the door open, I found no one in the room.
In the dark room, you can vaguely see the manuscript paper fluttering in the wind on Wang Zhenzhen's desk. Because it was pressed by the ink bottle, the manuscript paper flipped up and down, making a "swish" sound.
Xu San walked to Wang Zhenzhen's desk and found that the desk was a bit messy, which was different from her usual habits.
Reaching out to copy the press release she had written, she found that the last word was only half written.
I put down the manuscript and looked around, and found that there were no signs of fighting around.
Wang Zhenzhen takes her work very seriously. If there is no emergency, she will never abandon the work at hand in a hurry.
He turned on the light, invited Kurosaki in, and told him about the weirdness of the room.
After Kurosaki heard this, he immediately squatted on the ground and carefully observed the footprints on the ground. After looking at them for a while, he said, "There are not many footprints on the ground, one big and one small. The big one should belong to a woman, and the small one should wear straw sandals." He’s a poor kid from too far away.”
After hearing what Kurosaki said, Xu San immediately squatted next to him and carefully identified the footprints on the ground.
After looking at it for a while, he finally saw the large and small footprints. (End of chapter)
