The next day, the war situation intensified, and the areas around the Shota Line were fully blooming. After the Army Hospital forcibly expelled a group of lightly wounded people, it once again welcomed a new group of wounded people. At the same time, a few unlucky ones were seriously injured and died. They went to see Amaterasu. .
Looking at the hearse going away, Xu San felt an insurmountable sense of relief in his heart. He hummed a little tune and strolled to Hua Zejin's office.
no one!
They probably went to treat the wounded.
Putting down the soy milk and steamed buns, he took out "Dong Jinbao's" case from the filing cabinet, turned it to the back, and checked the doctor's orders. Although he couldn't understand it clearly, he was sure that Shen Chunliang had woken up at 6:10 yesterday afternoon. I fell asleep for a few minutes, woke up again around ten o'clock in the evening, and had a relatively clear consciousness. After that, I woke up twice more, and I was in good condition.
It looked like he was saved, but it was less than 24 hours after the surgery and he couldn't relax yet.
Putting the medical records back into place, I felt a little more relaxed again.
I found the cup, put some tea leaves, picked up the thermos, and found it was empty.
Shaking his head, he wondered why Hua Zejin's students were so blind. Is there no water in the director's kettle?
However, he immediately realized that Hua Zejin seemed to be just a student now, still working for him in the laboratory.
"Forget it, go fight it yourself."
Carrying the kettle, I wandered to the water boiling room humming a tune.
Before I even reached the ground, I heard someone shouting, "Mr. Edogawa!"
Following the voice, I looked over and saw that he was a small Japanese man, in his forties, with a little thin hair. He was wearing a hospital gown and seemed to be in good spirits.
I seem to have seen it somewhere, Xu San thought about it as he walked.
When he got closer, Xu San opened his arms and gave the little devil a hug, "Colonel Panasonic?!"
"Haha, it's me. I didn't expect Mr. Edogawa to still remember me." Matsushita Shingen said happily.
Xu San let go of his arms, looked up and down and said, "Colonel Matsushita looks good, much better than the last time I saw you."
"It all depends on the method of nourishing qi taught by Dr. Hua Ze. I listened to your advice and became a disciple of Dr. Hua Ze. Otherwise, I might have been seriously ill and died now."
, why did I say so in the first place?
The man in front of me is a colonel. If he keeps his mouth straight, he might actually burp his butt.
I felt unhappy, but I couldn't show it on my face.
Not only can't you show it, but you have to show that you are overjoyed.
Life is all about acting.
At this moment, Xu San's performance was as happy as a terminally ill person encountering a good medicine to save the world.
"Then congratulations to Colonel Panasonic for his health." Xu San said cheerfully with a fake smile.
Xu San's sincerity infected Matsushita Shingen. He smiled and shook his head, "I am still a little short of health. In order to solve my worries, I decided to have surgery."
"Surgery?" Xu San looked surprised, "Isn't Mr. Matsushita fully recovered yet? You don't look like a sick person at all."
"It's still a good job. I have figured it out these days. If I don't solve my problem, I may die suddenly in my sleep one day." Panasonic Xinxuan restrained his smile and said seriously.
"When will the surgery be performed?" Xu San asked.
"Originally, it was only for these few days, but as you saw, Mr. Edogawa, there were too many injured people, and my operation was not urgent, so the date of the operation was pushed back, and my attending doctor also "The better my health is, the greater the success rate of the surgery." Matsushita Shingen said helplessly.
"Colonel Matsushita's mind is really admirable." Xu San said, stepping in front of Matsushita Shingen, taking a few steps forward, and continued, "These days, we have been sneak attacked by the Eighth Route Army, seriously injured soldiers, and now even the Army Hospital All major hospitals are overcrowded."
"Not just here, the field hospital is also overcrowded now. The Eighth Route Army's offensive in the past few days has been too fierce. I lost nearly half of my squadron in one night!" said a patient standing in front of Xu San.
"I'm a little strange." The sick man standing behind Matsushita Shingen asked with confusion, "As far as I know, the number of casualties in my division has exceeded one thousand, but why did I see the number in the newspaper? There are less than 2,000 people. I don’t believe that the Eighth Route Army stretched the front so long and only two divisions participated in the battle. This number of casualties is too false!”
"There is also a problem with the death list. My cousin died in the battle, but he did not appear on the death list. If it does not show up in the review at the end of the year, my Aunt Kawako may not get the pension she deserves." Someone else Joined the topic.
Xu San raised the corner of his mouth slightly, remembering a joke about the Japanese that he had seen on the Internet before. Now listening to these people discussing it, he felt that it should be true.
The person in front finished fetching water. Xu San walked over, turned on the faucet, and said, "If he is not on the death list, that's because his military rank is too low."
"The military rank is too low? What do you mean?" The person who asked the question just now couldn't help but raise his voice and asked after hearing Xu San's words.
"Literally, the military rank is too low! To be precise, those below the rank of lieutenant are not allowed to die in battle."
As soon as he finished speaking and the kettle was filled, Xu San turned to Matsushita Shingen and said, "Colonel Matsushita, I'm leaving first. I wish you good luck in martial arts."
Matsushita Shingen smiled and replied, "Martial fortune is prosperous!"
Xu San left, but what he said remained in the hearts of many officers.
No one below the rank of lieutenant is allowed to die in battle.
Simple words, but they contain a huge amount of information.
Anyone who can become a patient in this hospital must have a certain status and background. In addition, the education level of the little Japanese officers is generally not low, so everyone can quickly guess the meaning behind this sentence.
Committing fraud and lying about military information.
In fact, lying cannot be completely regarded as fraud.
Because the military status management of the Japanese was a bit chaotic at that time. To put it simply, the Japanese at that time could only have formal military status after being promoted to lieutenants. This resulted in a large number of grassroots soldiers who did not prepare files at the military headquarters at that time. Therefore, when counting the list of killed At that time, it happened that there were very few ordinary soldiers in the death list.
But Xu San didn't know that his unintentional sarcastic words actually attracted the Japanese to carry out military reform in advance.
After Xu San left, Matsushita Shingen walked to the boiling water stove and said to himself, "Mr. Edogawa is indeed a journalist, and his insights are really sharp. I will use this time to draft a report to explain this matter." , otherwise they will not get the compensation they deserve, and the soldiers who died in battle will die with their eyes open."
Maybe Matsushita Shingen's voice was not loud, but the patients around him heard it very clearly, so after he finished fetching water, they bowed together, "Thank you, Matsushita-sama!" (End of Chapter)
