Gu Wei really admires Xie Ling.
A girl who faces so many horrible things every day must be mentally very strong.
Gu Wei sincerely praised: "You are really an amazing girl."
Xie Ling raised her eyebrows. "There are many girls like me in modern times. Studying medicine is like this. Everyone has to go through this process."
Xie Ling still remembers that when she first learned to dissect corpses, she didn't eat for three days and felt like vomiting when she saw chicken legs.
But now she is calm and doesn't care at all.
How can a corpse be as scary as a living person?
Xie Ling pulled Gu Wei's sleeve and said, "Come here and wash your hands."
Supervisor Gu Wei washed his hands carefully two or three times with hand sanitizer, and sprayed disinfectant all over his body before Xie Ling brought him out of the space.
Outside the space, Shu Jian and others were digging a big pit.
Shi Shaowen explained: "We plan to bury these bodies and let them rest in peace."
Shi Shaowen, Wu Tingyan and others are different from Xie Ling, Gu Wei, Shujian and the others.
In the last days, Xie Ling had already become accustomed to life and death.
Shujian is a killer, so he is naturally not afraid of killing.
Not to mention Gu Wei, the number of souls killed by his sword is more than all the corpses on this hill combined.
When he was eighteen years old, he single-handedly killed 2,300 Hun enemy troops, became famous in one battle, and was named King of Zhenbei.
But Shi Shaowen and others are different.
They were upright young men from aristocratic families. Even though they had seen the unpredictable human nature during their exile, they had never seen so many deaths and blood, especially at their own hands.
This was the first time in their lives that they had killed so many people, and those they killed were not the most vicious and evil ones. It can only be said that they stood on opposite sides because of their different positions.
Gu Wei knew what was going on as soon as he saw it.
This mentality is very normal among recruits.
Because even enemies are passionate men and living people.
They also laugh and cry, have relatives and bonds.
As a general, he would provide psychological counseling to his soldiers almost every time after a battle to prevent them from becoming depressed.
Gu Wei sighed, walked up, and patted Shi Shaowen on the shoulder, "Come here, all of you."
Several people stood opposite Gu Wei in confusion.
Gu Wei's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a sword, no longer the gentle and kind big brother he used to be. He pressed his thin lips into a straight line and said in a somewhat fierce tone, "Do you feel guilty? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
The young men nodded, their heads hung, their throats choked.
How could it not be uncomfortable?
Some of these soldiers were even younger than them, with childish faces, and they would beg for mercy before dying. They were real people.
The setting sun looked like blood, and the wind from Wuming Mountain was blowing, blowing through the hearts of several young men, making them feel desolate and lonely.
Gu Wei knew that if he didn't sort out the psychology of several teenagers today, they would definitely be traumatized.
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