"Do you know where the medic is?" Yang Ling strode to the corridor full of wounded soldiers, intercepted people and asked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The group of devil bombers injured many people, and those who were seriously injured were already in danger and their lives were in danger at any time, Yang Ling was so anxious that he was sweating profusely at the moment, looking for a military doctor everywhere.

A middle-aged doctor with blood stains on his white coat appeared in the hallway: "I'm a military doctor, what's the situation with you?"

Yang Ling stepped forward in three steps and two steps, pointed to the dozens of people carrying them on the stretcher behind him and said, "They were injured by the devil bomb and need to be rescued immediately!"

The military doctor Zhou Wenru did not delay in the slightest, and immediately turned around and shouted: "Hongying, quickly bring a few people over to distinguish between the light and serious wounded-"

"It's coming, it's coming."

A female medical nurse in a delicate gray military uniform stretched out her sleeve to wipe the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, hurriedly handed over the task of cleaning the wound to the person next to her, and immediately rushed over.

Yang Ling heard the military doctor Zhou Wenru call Hongying, so he looked over, and when he saw Zhang Hongying's familiar figure clearly, he suddenly felt a certain throbbing in his heart.

"Company Commander Yang!"

Zhang Hongying rushed to the front, and also recognized Yang Ling, who was covered in blood and beard, and a flash of joy flashed on his tired face.

Yang Ling also squeezed out a smile on his face: "Captain Zhang, we meet again." He was very happy to be able to see Zhang Hongying here again.

When he was on the battlefield in Songhu, the escort company led by Yang Ling briefly protected Zhang Hongying and their health and medical team, and the two sides were also old acquaintances.

Later, the Songhu battlefield was defeated, and the company led by Yang Ling rescued the fleeing Zhang Hongying and them from the hands of the devils, and then Zhang Hongying and they retreated to Nanjing, while Yang Ling and they went to Jiangyin.

In these chaotic years, no one knows how long they can live, and many people are afraid that they will never see each other again in this life after they are separated, and Yang Ling can see Zhang Hongying again here, I have to say that it is fate.

"Hongying, work first-" Zhou Wenru, a military doctor, saw Zhang Hongying and Yang Ling talking, turned around and urged loudly.

Zhang Hongying was very happy to see Yang Ling, she had tossed and turned countless nights and couldn't sleep, worried about the man who had saved her, every time she heard the news of Yang Ling's unit, she would be excited for several days, but then the news sank into the sea again......

She playfully stuck out her tongue at Yang Ling: "Company Commander Yang, I'll go and screen the minor and serious wounded first."

"Okay, you get busy first." Yang Ling hurriedly turned sideways and moved out of the way, watching Zhang Hongying stride past him.

Zhang Hongying is no longer the female student who just joined the health and medical team when she was on the battlefield in Shanghai, and has now become a qualified medical soldier.

She was very serious in her work, and immediately separated dozens of light and serious wounded.

"You help carry them in, they need immediate surgery-"

Zhang Hongying was busy in an orderly manner, while Yang Ling leaned against the pillar and looked at her, as if Zhang Hongying's smile was like the beam of sunshine that pierced the clouds, which made him feel relieved, very comfortable and relaxed, and he was not sure if he liked her.

"Hongying, do you know that soldier?" Military doctor Zhou Wenru asked Zhang Hongying, who was busy, while directing people to carry the seriously injured into the operation.

Zhang Hongying looked up at Yang Ling, who was leaning against the pillar and looking at her with a smile, a flush appeared on her handsome face, and nodded: "He saved my life."

Zhou Wenru said thoughtfully: "Hongying, now these soldiers are mixed, everyone has them, you have to have bright eyes, don't be deceived, I don't think the soldier looks at you right."

"Hmm."

"Okay, just keep it in mind, you take care of the outside, I'll go in and operate on the wounded."

After the military doctor Zhou Wenru gave an order, he strode into the house.

After Zhang Hongying bandaged the wounded who had been sent over, she stepped in front of Yang Ling.

"Company Commander Yang, your arm is injured, sit down, I'll bandage you."

Zhang Hongying's voice was still crisp and moving, but Yang Ling could hear that it revealed exhaustion, and the wounded soldiers were sent over in batches, and they were under a lot of pressure as medical soldiers.

After Zhang Hongying's reminder, Yang Ling found that the cotton clothes on his arms had been torn by the explosives, and blood stains had seeped out.

"I'm a minor injury, so it's out of the way."

Zhang Hongying forcibly sat down Yang Ling and said undoubtedly: "A small injury is also an injury, what if it is infected."

Yang Ling could hear the strong concern in her words, so he stopped struggling, and let Zhang Hongying cut the cotton clothes with scissors and disinfect and bandage them with salt water.

Yang Ling once saved Zhang Hongying's life, Zhang Hongying can vaguely remember clearly, she was almost ruined by the devil in that dilapidated village, and in the end, the man in front of him desperately bumped into them and killed the devil who almost insulted his innocence.

From that moment on, Yang Ling's figure lingered in her heart, and her broad shoulders made her feel an unprecedented sense of security.

"Captain Zhang, how are you doing?"

Zhang Hongying approached Yang Ling and carefully wiped his wounds, he felt a little restrained, and opened his mouth to break the silence.

"It's good."

Zhang Hongying didn't dare to look at Yang Ling's gaze, the flush on her face made her look particularly delicate and charming, so that Yang Ling couldn't help but look at it secretly.

Yang Ling didn't know what to say, so he smiled embarrassedly: "That's good."

"I heard that you went to Jiangyin later?"

"Yes, we also killed a devil general outside Jiangyin, and I am now a lieutenant colonel and battalion commander." Yang Ling said a little ostentatiously.

"Then I congratulate you, my battalion commander Yang." Zhang Hongying teased and bowed her hand to Yang Ling.

"Where, there, it is the work of the brethren." Yang Ling hurriedly excused himself and said.

"However, don't rush to the front next time you fight, it doesn't matter if you kill the devil general or not, you must take care of yourself first."

Yang Ling heard Zhang Hongying's concern in the words, nodded and agreed: "I will."

He looked at Zhang Hongying's tired face and joked: "You should also pay attention to rest yourself to save the dead and help the wounded, if you fall, there will be no one to treat my injured brothers."

Zhang Hongying sighed: "There is a war every day, and the devil's plane also flies over and bombs every day, so I can sleep soundly there, for fear that when I wake up, the devil will come to me......"

Zhang Hongying raised her head and looked at Yang Ling as she spoke, and smiled: "But now it's okay, you guys are here, with you by your side, we can sleep soundly."

"Battalion commander, Company Commander Wang and the people from the logistics department are fighting, you can go and take a look-" While the two were greeting each other, a soldier hurriedly rushed over.

Yang Ling and Zhang Hongying both stood up.

Yang Ling said apologetically: "Captain Zhang, then I'll deal with some first, and we'll talk later."

"Go ahead, I'm going in to help too." Zhang Hongying stretched out her hand and stroked her jet-black hair, smiling smartly.

Seeing Zhang Hongying, Yang Ling wanted her to leave Nanjing while she had the opportunity, but after thinking about it, there was a ban on crossing the river, and I was afraid that no one would be able to leave.

So the words that came to his lips became: "Captain Zhang, our troops are short of bandages and painkillers, can you help us get some?"

"There are some bandages, but there are quotas for painkillers, I'm afraid there are no extras, you can come and get them when you have time."

"Good!"