Xiong Wei is a regimental commander of the Shandong Provincial Military Region. This time his regiment was transferred to Laos to support the battle.

A guerrilla battle had just ended that day, and Xiong Wei led the remaining soldiers in the team to a secluded valley to rest. He counted the number of injured people and asked the medical staff in the team to bandage and apply medicine to everyone as soon as possible.

The team led by Xiong Wei was reorganized from scratch, and there were people from various military regions in it. Fortunately, everyone obeyed orders, and since they were all wholeheartedly dedicated to serving the motherland, they were relatively easy to manage.

After the regiment commander issued the order to rest, the medical worker Xiao Guo took off the medicine box from his body as soon as possible and started to treat the people with the most serious injuries.

Everyone had some medicine on them, and those who were not seriously injured helped each other deal with the injuries.

"Medic! Where's the medic? Come quickly! Big Fatty is dying!"

Suddenly, an anxious voice was heard.

"Here it is! Right now!"

Xiao Guo had already applied medicine to the wounded soldier in her hands and was about to bandage him. When she heard the sound, she hurriedly stuffed the gauze into the hands of the soldier next to her, picked up the medicine box and ran in the direction of the sound.

“Hurry, hurry, hurry!”

Xiao Guo ran over breathlessly and saw that the man called Fatty had been shot in the thigh. The blood was still flowing and had soaked his entire trouser leg.

She estimated that the shot must have hit the aorta.

Xiao Guo took out a tourniquet from the medicine box, tightened it around Big Fatty's thigh, and then took out a scalpel and tweezers from the medicine box.

"The bullet must be removed. I don't have any anesthetic. Hold on!"

As she spoke, she quickly cut the wound that had already slowed down the bleeding. Big Fatty groaned, and his already bloodless face became even paler, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

This medical worker named Xiao Guo is nominally a medical worker, but actually he is an intern in a field hospital. Apart from anything else, he has done the task of removing bullets a thousand times, and his movements are quite skilled.

Soon, Xiao Guo found the bullet in the bloody wound. After taking it out, he took out the needle and thread and simply sutured the broken blood vessels.

She took out a bottle from the medicine box and carefully sprinkled a little powder on the area that had just been sutured. Within a minute, the blood vessel stopped bleeding.

Only then will we begin to sew up the rest of the skin and flesh.

The situation is urgent at this time, and it doesn't matter whether the stitches look good or not, as long as the wound can be sutured.

After stitching it up, she poured some medicinal powder on it, and the wound, which was still bleeding, stopped bleeding instantly. Even after removing the tourniquet, there was no bleeding at all.

Xiong Wei had been watching from the side from the beginning. When he saw the hemostatic effect, his eyes fixed and his gaze could not help but fall on the ordinary medicine bottle.

What kind of powder is this?

Why haven’t I heard of it before?

Where did this thing come from?

Xiao Guo wrapped Dapang's leg with gauze and then went on to the next injured person.

Only then did Dapang feel that he was alive again. He wiped his face with his sleeve, collapsed to the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh, I saved my life."

But he was sighing in his heart, don’t you say, this medical officer from the Southwest Military Region is quite capable. He thought he was going to die here!

Xiong Wei became interested in Xiao Guo's medicine bottle, and his eyes would always fall on her vaguely after that. He watched her save many people, but this kind of medicine powder was not used for everyone. Some people used another kind of brown medicine powder, and only a small number used this whiter one.

Since Xiong Wei was able to become the head of the regiment, he must have good observation skills. He found that those who used this whitish powder were more seriously injured, had heavy bleeding, or the bleeding area was difficult to bandage.

The amount of that kind of powder used each time is not large, but the effect is very magical. Even deep wounds will stop bleeding within a few breaths!

Moreover, Xiong Wei made a special observation and found that those who were more surprised after seeing the powder were from other military regions. Only the soldiers from Shenyang Military Region and Southwest Military Region did not seem surprised at all. It seemed that they all knew about this thing?

Xiong Wei also had a wound on his arm, which was not very deep, and he originally did not intend to bandage it.

At this moment, he looked at the wound on his arm, pondered for a moment, and walked over slowly.

He checked the soldiers' conditions all the way until he was within Xiao Guo's sight. He adjusted his posture and made sure that the injured arm was facing her. Then he began to discuss the next attack route with several people next to him.

Xiao Guo finished bandaging the soldier in his hand and was about to close the medicine box and leave. When he looked up, he happened to see Xiong Wei's arm, which was obviously much darker than other parts of his arm.

She was very familiar with the color of the blood-soaked military uniform. Thinking that most of the wounded had been treated, Xiao Guo took the initiative to step forward and ask about Xiong Wei's condition.

"Captain Xiong, your arm is injured too. Let me take care of it for you!"

Xiong Wei pretended to have just noticed that his arm was injured. He glanced at it and then turned his eyes away, saying nonchalantly, "It's just a minor injury. No need to bandage it. You should go and see the others!"

"Everyone else is already wrapped up, so I'd better show you around. There are a lot of poisonous insects here, and the smell of blood doesn't want to attract anything else."

Xiao Guo said this and went forward to treat Xiong Wei's wound without saying anything.

"Your wound is quite deep. Was it grazed by a bullet?"

As Xiao Guo spoke, he took an alcohol cotton ball to clean the dirt around. After cleaning everything, he took out the medicine powder, sprinkled it on the wound, and then wrapped it with gauze.

Xiong Wei saw that Xiao Guo also used brown powder on him, and didn't use the kind with magical effects. His eyes flashed, and he pretended to be curious and asked, "I just saw you use the white bottle on Da Pang, why did you use this one on me? Is there something special about it?"

Xiao Guo didn't notice anything unusual and said naturally, "Your injury isn't serious, so there's no need to use hemostatic powder. The amount is small, and it's only used for serious injuries that are difficult to stop bleeding."

Xiong Wei had just understood this, so he continued curiously, "Why haven't I seen that powder before? Where did it come from? It's quite effective, even better than the new batch our military replaced two years ago!"

The new batch that Xiong Wei mentioned was the wound medicine contributed by Tian Cai. It had completely replaced the previous wound medicine and became a necessity distributed uniformly by the military to various military regions. As soon as it was distributed, it received unanimous praise.

"This was prepared by a master our commander. It's very effective, but the dosage is too small. Otherwise, it can't be used only on severe cases."

Xiao Guo didn't notice anything unusual and spoke very honestly.

After all, we are all brothers fighting side by side in the same country. There is no gag order on this matter, so we can say what needs to be said.

"Tell me about that expert. I'll ask him to allocate some to our military district. That way, the lives of our brothers on the battlefield will be more secure."