Because the rocket killed and injured many people, Holmnich immediately launched treatment.

The local clinic was very rudimentary, there were no professional doctors at all, only five women, and the most bizarre one was a 15-year-old nurse. They just learned some medical knowledge in the "First People's Hospital", and they hurriedly filled this huge medical gap.

There are very few medicines in the health center, after all, the work of "picking up rubble from the rubble" is only scratches at best, and the injured do not even need medicine, only a simple bandage.

Fortunately, a large number of people suffered lacerations on their bodies.

The dead were quickly reined in, and buried immediately after a count was made (to avoid a possible plague in the first place). The injured were dragged back to the open space in front of the wooden hut of the health center, and the women were simply bandaged to stop the bleeding and carried into the carriage.

At this moment, the lives of the people were at stake, and all the carriages that had been loaded with scrap iron were emptied, and Colkin gathered ten carts, and the royal husband drew the horses, and the convoy was rushing to the blacksmith village as fast as possible.

The convoy did not choose the nearest village, the Black Soil Village, because surgery could not be done there, and only the Blacksmith Village could do it at the moment. Raslyutin, an old surgeon at the Third People's Hospital in Minsk, and Hangelberg, a captured German doctor who is regarded as an "ally of the United States", are always in the blacksmith village, taking care of the wounded and sick who returned a few days ago, and only these two can rejuvenate themselves.

What was supposed to be a two-day walk was cut into a few hours with the roar of trucks and a lot of mud splashing.

Then, the main damage of the rocket launcher was the shock wave, and many of the injured had lacerations on the surface and internal organs. At four o'clock in the afternoon, four emergency trucks arrived at the blacksmith village. Even if the two renowned surgeons and their elite team had everything ready, there was nothing they could do about the injured with severe visceral damage.

Thirty-five wounded were brought in, and twenty died that day......

The death toll was determined to be 42 on the evening of May 10, and Yang Mingzhi felt uncomfortable, and his feelings were even more complicated when he saw Salinchkin, Lyudbalev, and even Yevlov disapproving them. Perhaps, just because these people are very open-minded?

On the other hand, May 10 was a rare day of calm for star fruit.

Her turnip and mutton soup information measures have been very successful, at least according to the medical staff. Hundreds of patients sweated a lot after drinking mutton soup and some spicy food, and the next morning, their condition improved.

After all, she is only eighteen years old, she attaches great importance to the praise of others, so this day can really be said to be blue and the air is fragrant, and then see Natasha, who is as busy as herself, and Liu Hongxiu, who is sitting on the hospital bed with a ruddy face, her mood is even better!

Early in the morning, Liu Hongxiu boasted that her body was recovering well and walked around.

This extremely thin girl at least has a ruddy face, and after a few days of cultivation, she still hasn't grown much flesh, and her whole person still looks light. This excessively slender figure was admired by later generations of girls, but it was a disadvantage during the war years.

When star fruit entered the ward with a premature birth during a routine breakfast visit, I saw a girl of my own nationality walking around in a very bored manner.

"Looks like you're in good spirits! Now the disease is completely cured! ”

"Sister! There you are! Hunger drove Liu Hongxiu to snatch the bread from the plate. She sat on the bed and chewed with relish.

Afraid that she would choke, star fruit also hurriedly brought a bowl of hot milk to her mouth: "Come on!" You can drink this bowl too, and the milk that is freshly milked in the morning will be in place for you this little sick number! ”

It has been a whole week since Liu Hongxiu entered the guerrilla republic-controlled zone, and she has been well taken care of during this time.

Happiness came so suddenly, ten days ago, she could only nibble on moldy black bread, always on guard against the persecution of the enemy. After more than ten days, I finally lived like a person.

In the first few days, when star fruit in a white coat entered the ward with food, she always couldn't control her emotions and cried as she ate. After a long time, she has adapted to this kind of life, and she will not cry when she sees her sister again, but instead turns into a clingy kitten.

After this breakfast, Liu Hongxiu was ordered to sit cross-legged on the bed, and the star fruit also took off her shoes and sat up, as if she was sitting on a clay kang.

"Alas! Sister, you better hurry up and take care of the patient! My hair is simply tied up. ”

"Don't move! Your hair can't always be loose, it's only beautiful when it's tied up! ”

Yang Mingzhi actually likes his wife's hair scattered, and the posture of swaying in the wind is very beautiful. However, the star fruit has never understood the aesthetics of her husband, in her opinion, women with braids can be described as popular in the world, at least the women she has seen do so.

Carambola's dexterous hands quickly tied Liu Hongxing's long hair into long braids, and then coiled it up at the back of his head. This hairstyle is commonly used by female Soviet soldiers, and it does not affect the wearing of boat-shaped hats, let alone steel helmets.

In ten minutes, star fruit completed its masterpiece. In these ten minutes, Liu Hongxiu just sat quietly and enjoyed happiness.

"That's it! The hair is already tied! It's time for me to get back to work! ”

After that, the star fruit deftly got off the ground, stepped on the leather shoes with both feet, and then pulled out the upper of the shoe that stepped on it.

Seeing that her sister was about to leave, a kind of number came to Liu Hongxing's mind, "Sister! You ......"

"Me? Got something to say? Star fruit leaned sideways slightly, squatting down with a smile, "Do you have any clothes to wash?" I see the shoes you're wearing, so I'll just brush them for you. ”

"Alas! No need! I don't feel dirty. ”

"And what else do you have? Let me be here with you more? ”

Liu Hongxiu did have something to say, and she had been thinking about it for several days.

"Hmm. Sister! I...... I think I'm cured, and it's time for me to report to that uncle! ”

"This thing? If you recover, you should report to the headquarters, I actually think you have to continue to recuperate. ”

"Why?! I was already healthy, and I continued to occupy this separate ward, eating three fine meals, but I just stayed here and did nothing. Isn't this a white rice worm? I ......"

She looked quite good-looking with guilt, star fruit smiled, and joked: "You are carrying this ward now, you are carrying out orders!" Your task now is to cultivate! Do you think you're idle? ”

"Yes! This ward should be given to the real sick and wounded, not to the able-bodied like me! I'm just a little bit weak. ”

"Okay!" Carambola stopped talking nonsense, and she explained seriously: "It seems that you are cured, but you can't go to the headquarters yet!" That uncle of yours is busy, he's busy with meetings, he's busy developing weapons! I'm his daughter-in-law, and I can't even disturb his business, let alone you! You just stay here honestly, the book that passes the time, keep reading! ”

Liu Hongxiu pursed her lips, and her right hand subconsciously touched the yellowed old book pressed under the pillow, this "How Steel is Made" means a lot to her. Not only was this admired by the Soviet Union, but it was also one of the important books she used to learn Russian after coming to the Soviet Union. At first, she read the book with the attitude of learning Russian, but when she understood the meaning, she was completely moved by the characters and the spirit it contained.

The significance of this book is by no means limited to this, that Paul Kochakin, even if he is blind and paralyzed, is still alive and strong. In the years of captivity, Liu Hongxiu took this character as an example, and thought of his complicated encounters in China, is there any difficulty to break himself?

The cover of this is very badly worn, and Liu Hongxiu estimates that it must have been circulated for a long time.

Now that my sister has spoken, what else can I do?

Liu Hongxiu, who was bored, had no choice but to continue to pick up this book, continue to use it as a Russian textbook, and silently continue to practice speaking and reading...... 56