1970s: After Being Kicked Out of the House, I Turned Around and Married a Military Officer

Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.

She didn'...

Chapter 184 Mosquitoes Don’t Bite (2/2)

By the afternoon, the amount of herbs in each person's hand had grown from a handful to a bundle.

Qin Meng was carrying half a bundle in her hand, but she couldn't lift it anymore. After such a high-intensity march, her physical strength had been exhausted, but she was still trying hard to continue.

Song Yun was carrying a large bundle of herbs, her steps still light. Seeing that Qin Meng could no longer walk, she stepped forward and took the half-bundle of herbs from Qin Meng's hand, stacked it on top of her own herbs, and carried them together. She supported Qin Meng with her other hand and said, "The instructor said we are almost there, just hold on a little longer."

Qin Meng gasped, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "I originally said that I would help you walk when you couldn't walk anymore, but now it's the other way around. I'm really useless."

Song Yun consoled her, "You're already amazing. How many girls can carry a load and march for such a long time like you? Don't compare yourself to me. I've practiced before."

Qin Meng was puzzled. "What did you practice? What did you practice?"

Song Yun smiled and said, "I've practiced martial arts with my master, so my body is stronger than most people's. Don't compare yourself to me."

Qin Meng suddenly realized, "No wonder you walked for so long without getting red in the face or out of breath, and without breaking a drop of sweat."

With Song Yun's support, Qin Meng did not fall down and followed the team out of the dense forest smoothly.

As soon as they came out of the dense forest, the people who were waiting for them ran over immediately. They were shocked to see that everyone's faces were green.

The instructor quickly explained, "There are many poisonous insects in the dense forest. We are applying insect repellent."

The soldiers who came to support him didn't understand why he had to apply insect repellent like this. It was even more exaggerated than camouflage makeup.

The camp for Group 2 has been set up, with three large tents, a medical tent, a large tent for the soldiers to rest, a temporary warehouse for supplies, and nothing else.

Song Yun and Qin Meng used an area separated from the medical tent as temporary accommodation. Just as they put down their military bags, the assembly whistle sounded outside.

The instructor has already contacted the liaison officer of Group One. In half an hour, the wounded will be transferred from the medical tent of Group One to the medical tent of Group Two. Four people will be left on guard, and the rest will all go to the border front to support Group One's operations.

After the instructor finished making the arrangements, he walked over to Qin Meng and Song Yun and said, "Two days ago, a small-scale fight broke out on the border. There were many casualties on both sides. The two team doctors in Group 1 haven't slept for two days. It's a good opportunity for you to come over and relieve their burden. Thank you for your hard work."

Qin Meng shouted, "It's not hard!"

Song Yun couldn't keep up with the pace and simply kept silent.

After the instructor left, Song Yun and Qin Meng quickly cleaned up the medical tent. Since there were no beds, they went to the nearby area to get a lot of thick leaves and spread them on the uneven ground. The two ran back and forth several times and covered the entire floor of the tent with them so that the injured would not feel uncomfortable lying inside.

Just as I finished all this, a group of wounded soldiers were sent over.

Four wounded were brought in at once. One had a hole in his head. The bleeding had stopped, but the wound was inflamed and he was delirious with fever.

One of the patients' legs was cut by a sharp object and had been sutured, but the patient still had the same problem: the wound was inflamed and the high fever persisted.

One of them was stabbed in the abdomen, the most seriously injured. He was unconscious and his wound was treated simply. There was no condition for more in-depth treatment.

One of them had the least injuries, with a broken foot and a few scratches on his body. He just needed to rest.

After Qin Meng examined all the wounded, he immediately took out the antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drugs from the medical kit, divided them into appropriate doses, and fed them to the three wounded in turn.