Forced, what a terrible word, a word that can directly destroy Jianye.
Even if no one believed that Jianye would fall for a woman like Song Zhenzhen, the relationship was like that, and it didn't matter how tortuous the process was.
Song Zhenzhen picked up the bag on the ground, snorted, looked at the two stunned soldiers at the guard post with the eyes of a winner, then glanced at the several military wives who came over to watch the fun, and walked into the family compound with her head held high.
Song Yun naturally didn't know about Song Zhenzhen's heroic deeds. She had already stayed in the medical tent for two days. The wounded who were sent here recovered well. No more wounded were sent here later. It was said that the Pioneer Special Forces had cleared out all the Y Country commandos and captured some prisoners. There were also wounded among the prisoners, but they were not sent to the medical tent of Group A, so they were placed in Group A for simple bandaging.
The instructor had been in charge of the combined command of Group 1 for two days. Today, he finally had some free time and ran back to Group 2's camp to check on the situation.
He remembered that a group of medical tents had sent in a seriously injured soldier. The team doctor there said that with injuries like that, they must find a way to send him back to the military hospital for treatment, otherwise it would be difficult for him to survive.
The instructor thought that he would soon receive a request to send the seriously injured away. However, two days passed and no one came to tell him about it. He was still thinking about it in his heart, so when he had some free time, he immediately ran back.
Upon entering the medical tent, the instructor saw several wounded soldiers sitting together, talking and laughing, and they all looked very energetic. His sharp eyes quickly locked onto the soldier who was shot in the abdomen. He saw that his face was normal, and he was chatting and laughing with the others, without any signs of being seriously injured.
What's going on?
Qin Meng just happened to come in with a water bottle. Seeing the instructor standing at the door, she quickly asked, "Why are you standing there? Are you going in or out?"
The wounded soldiers then turned around to look at the door of the tent, and when they saw the instructor, they immediately stood up.
The instructor walked over, looked them over, and then asked, "Are your injuries all healed?"
Qin Meng interrupted, "What are you talking about? It's only been two days, how can you be well now? You're just recovering better. You can't go to the battlefield now. You need to rest for a few more days."
Seeing that Qin Meng had misunderstood, the instructor explained, "That's not what I meant. I was just curious. Seeing that they looked well, I asked about their situation."
So several wounded soldiers took turns to show their wounds to the instructor. There was a dark green herbal paste on the wounds. After peeling off the herbal paste, there was no redness, swelling or inflammation on the wounds. They recovered very well. It can be said that their recovery was particularly good, better than the recovery of the wounds of the first group who had been treated for 15 days.
Especially the one with abdominal wound, he looked similar to the other wounded. Who would have thought that he was still on the verge of life and death two days ago.
The instructor asked Qin Meng, "Did Doctor Song make this medicine?"
Qin Meng nodded, her eyes shining. "Yes, this medicine is amazing. It's much more effective than Western medicine. You saw the wound. After using this medicine, the wound has no inflammation at all and has recovered very quickly."
The instructor's heart surged. "Anything else? There are a few wounded soldiers in Group 1 whose wounds haven't healed well. Anti-inflammatory drugs aren't working anymore. Maybe this medicine will help."
Qin Meng pointed in a direction and said, "Xiao Yun is picking up medicine over there. There's no more available now. Go ask her. She should be able to make some more."
The instructor found the tent where the supplies were placed. Song Yun was sitting in the tent sorting out the herbs. These herbs were collected by the soldiers in the dense forest and filled up half of the tent. She only used a little bit. She put the herbs in the sun for two days. The sun was strong here and they were very dry in two days. She had to quickly sort out the herbs and put them away.
The instructor walked into the tent and saw that Song Yun's front and back were filled with small piles of dried medicinal herbs, which took up all the space in the tent. He could only stand at the door of the tent and could not go in.
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