"Send it back?"
Qin Tingfeng sneered, ruthlessly puncturing Yang Ling's fantasy, "I can't send it back!
Now that they are here, they won't go back obediently!"
How could I let others manipulate me when I'm determined to do something?!
“What should we do then?
We can’t just watch them…”die here, right?!
Yang Ling's eyes were filled with despair.
He could allow himself to sacrifice on the battlefield in North Vietnam, but he would never allow Li Mianmian to go with him!
When he came, he clearly warned her fiercely, so why didn't she take it to heart?!
If he had known this, why would he have held back on confessing?
He should have made a passionate confession before leaving, and then eaten the girl he had been thinking about!
Maybe if she gets a child, Mianmian will give up the idea of coming to the battlefield!
Yang Ling really regretted it.
I regret it so much.
Qin Tingfeng looked at his good friend Yang Ling with a cold gaze and sneered, "Weren't you in a good mood when you teased me just now?
Now, please keep your good mood."
Qin Tingfeng left after he finished speaking, and the moment he turned around, Yang Ling grabbed his arm.
"Old Qin, help!
If you don't save me, I will really die!
So sad!
No desire to do anything.”
"Are you threatening me?"
Qin Ting has no expression on the cover, as if he is saying "please die immediately".
Yang Ling felt very sad when he saw this.
"Old Qin, we are in the same boat now.
If you save me, you are saving yourself!
Do you already have a solution?
Tell me quickly, tell me quickly.
We are best brothers, brothers for life, you can't hide your tricks from me!"
Yang Ling pestered Qin Tingfeng, acting like a 'strong woman is afraid of a clinging man'.
This made Qin Tingfeng look extremely unhappy.
"Shut up and stay away from me!"
"Otherwise..." Qin Tingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, "I will never let you have the chance to see Li Mianmian again!"
His words were very intimidating, and Yang Ling immediately distanced himself from him.
"Lao Qin, we are all upright people, you can't..."
"Whether I can or not depends on your performance later!"
"I'm sure my performance will be as good as ever."
On the other side, Lu Chaoyang and his team finally arrived at the war zone hospital headquarters before dark.
It is called the headquarters, but in fact it is just a stronghold with the most casualties.
In order to prevent being discovered by the enemy, the headquarters does not turn on the lights at night.
Enter the tent in the dark and lie down to sleep in the dark.
The moment the sun came up in the sky, Lu Chaoyang, who was tired and sleeping soundly, was woken up by someone.
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Lu Chaoyang looked at Mr. Li standing beside her bed, feeling that her physical strength was not as good as that of an old man!
Comparing yourself with others is really frustrating.
Lu Chaoyang subconsciously looked around, but it didn't matter.
She was the only one left in the tent!
"Grandpa Li, I'm not the last one to get up, am I?"
Lu Chaoyang touched his nose, feeling a little guilty.
After all, she saw clearly last night that there were twenty people living in their tent.
Including her and Li Mianmian, the fifteen people had just moved in last night.
But now, except for her, the other nineteen beds are empty.
"You have different work to do than them, so it's okay to get up a little later."
Seeing Lu Chaoyang's guilty conscience, Mr. Li comforted him.
After a simple wash, Lu Chaoyang followed Mr. Li and began his first day of treating patients on the battlefield.
All the wounded soldiers taken over by Mr. Li were seriously injured.
Most of them have already put life and death aside.
After all, on this front line where medicines are scarce, soldiers with serious injuries are beyond help.
The first person that Elder Li led Lu Chaoyang to treat was a soldier whose leg was blown off and had become infected.
Mr. Li, who was standing in front of the bed, was taking the pulse of the soldier with a broken leg while frowning.
He currently has limited herbs in his hands, and if he is not sure of curing the soldiers, he will give up directly.
This is what he has been doing in recent days.
"Alas, forgive me..."
Before Mr. Li finished speaking, Lu Chaoyang said, "Grandpa Li, the rotten flesh on his legs must be cleaned off quickly with a knife.
I know we are running out of herbs to stop bleeding, but I can use acupuncture to stop bleeding, combined with the herbs we still have that can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, such as cinnamon twig, chuanxiong, and angelica.
His life can definitely be saved!"
Lu Chaoyang spoke with such certainty that the young soldiers who had heard what Mr. Li said were already showing despair in their eyes.
Unexpectedly... there was a ray of hope after all the difficulties?!
"You, are you also a Chinese medicine practitioner?" The young soldier looked at Lu Chaoyang with shining eyes, as if he saw a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering!
“Yes, I am also a Chinese medicine practitioner.”
Lu Chaoyang nodded and smiled at the young soldier, then looked at Elder Li, "Grandpa Li, do you want to scrape off the rotten meat, or should I?
If the anesthetic is no longer available, I will use silver needles to block the pain.
But the effect is not as good as that of anesthetics."
"Chaoyang girl, you, you——"
When Mr. Li came to his senses, he couldn't believe his ears.
The art of silver needle therapy has a long history and has many wonderful uses.
However, many techniques were lost during the inheritance process, so when I first heard that Lu Chaoyang could use silver needles to block the pain and stop bleeding?
Mr. Li was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
After coming back to his senses, he looked at Lu Chaoyang with surprisingly bright eyes.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com