Chapter 170 He is jealous of the patient

Xu Changhe's soldiers had already lined up on the side of the road.

When they saw the new commander getting out of the jeep, they all looked sideways.

Zhai Ximo, who was standing at the edge of the team, was so frightened when he heard that the new commander was an armored division specially transferred from the four towns of Heshuo by Commander Duan that he broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that Han Suijing was in direct charge of the armored corps.

If the person who came to Baiteng Town this time was Han Suijing himself, if they met, it would be more than just awkward...

Under the night sky, the man, dressed in a green military uniform, stood straight, and walked quickly to Commander Duan with an iron-clad aura: "Report to the Commander!"

"Kun District Armored Division Peng Xingkuan leads the 12th Division to Baiteng Town. Please give instructions, Commander!"

Duan Yanzhi also saluted in return. Under the bright lights of the garrison, his tall figure paused slightly, "Thank you for the long journey! Let the soldiers take a break..."

"yes!"

"This is Comrade Xu Changhe. From this moment on, all the teams stationed in Baiteng Town will be taken over and commanded by you. The two of you will hand over your work immediately." Duan Yanzhi had a cold look on his face and issued orders in front of everyone.

This was after he had a conversation with Han Suijing on the phone, and he decided to temporarily transfer the general who was trained by the armorer to replace Xu Changhe.

Xu Changhe also learned in advance that the new commander belonged to the Kun District Armored Corps and was directly under the jurisdiction of Han Suijing.

This time, Commander Duan transferred an armored division from Kun District in order to shock the evil forces that were ready to move on the border.

"Xu Changhe!"

"Peng Xingkuan!"

The two men saluted each other, and then began to hand over their forces under Duan Yan's gaze.

On the main road of the town under the cover of night, there was an armored division iron lump with the stationed soldiers standing next to it.

After Peng Xingkuan gained a preliminary understanding of the garrison, he ordered all the armored divisions to take turns to eat and rest in an orderly manner and wait for further instructions.

The local office was also caught up in a busy scene, with people constantly coming in and out of the offices.

The busiest people were the young soldiers in the kitchen team. They carried the prepared dinner to the house next door and distributed it to the armored soldiers who arrived in the town later. Someone also asked them about the situation in the four towns of Heshuo.

In the office, Peng Xingkuan and Xu Changhe stood in front of the sand table respectively, planning their action plan for that night.

"My idea is to have two groups of people on the mountain to escort the tanks on the road below. Once they detect movement on the opposite side, they will face the enemy head-on..."

"They must have already grasped our actions tonight, cough cough cough..."

Duan Yanzhi crossed his arms and smoked a cigarette. Hearing Peng Xingkuan's voice as if his throat was choked, he said, "How long have you had a cold? It's not healed yet?"

"Commander, I have taken a lot of medicine for my throat recently but it hasn't gotten better. I feel like there is phlegm in my throat but I can't cough it out." When Peng Xingkuan heard the commander ask this, he broke out in a sweat and replied hurriedly.

Adjutant Wang, who was just standing outside the door, came up with a plan and said to himself, "I'll take two doses of Chinese medicine. I wonder if it will work."

"Adjutant Wang!" Duan Yanzhi thought for a moment and looked at the figure at the door. "Go and ask your hygienist to come and check the throat of the new commander."

"Yes! I will go and invite Comrade Ziru now."

At the station, military plans for that evening were being implemented.

In the sickroom, several women got together and chatted excitedly when they heard that Commander Duan had transferred a new commander from Kun District to replace Xu Changhe.

I was looking forward to finishing my sanitation work here early, returning to the army as soon as possible, and taking a good look at the jokes of the woman in Xu Changhe's house.

Wang Ziru was thinking whether it would be more appropriate to go out and meet her "old friend" directly, or to talk to her man in private first.

As he was hesitating, he heard a powerful voice belonging to Adjutant Wang: "Comrade Ziru."

This voice sounded very familiar. In the past few days, Adjutant Wang came to the hospital room to see Wang Ziru many times every day.

Wang Ziru, who was sitting by the door of the medicine room, raised her head subconsciously and saw Adjutant Wang running in in a hurry. She said respectfully, "Our new commander has had a cold for a while and his throat is uncomfortable. The commander asked you to take a look at him and see if he should take some Chinese medicine."

"These patients were seriously injured, but after taking Chinese medicine, they are recovering better day by day. Comrade Ziru, please think of a solution."

Wang Ziru was stunned for a few seconds. Did she and her 'old friend' have to meet in such an awkward situation?

"Then take me to show him." Wang Ziru responded, trying her best to conceal her inner panic and helplessness. She looked straight past the group of women who gathered together to chat and gossip, and followed Adjutant Wang to the office in front.

The two walked to the door of the office, and Adjutant Wang made a gesture of invitation, "Come in."

Wang Ziru turned her head to look at Adjutant Wang and thought, are you just going to push me in like this?

Looking back at the two figures standing with their backs to the door, the one standing next to the sand table with Xu Changhe was wearing a military cap, dressed in green, and standing straight...

She was still standing at the door, preparing herself mentally and thinking of her speech, when she heard Commander Duan's rough voice yell, "What are you still doing standing outside?"

Wang Ziru stepped into the office with gritted teeth. "Adjutant Wang said that our new commander has a cold and his throat is uncomfortable?"

"Well, you know Chinese medicine, so let him take a look." Duan Yan raised his chin slightly towards Peng Xingkuan.

The man standing in front of the sand table turned around suddenly, looked at the sanitation worker who appeared in the office, walked over a few steps, and nodded slightly, "My name is Peng Xingkuan. I have had a cold for a month or so. I have taken a lot of western medicine, but my throat is uncomfortable. Sorry to bother you, girl."

Peng Xingkuan? Not Han Suijing?!

"Uh, hello, Chief! My surname is Wang, and I'm a military wife..." Wang Ziru was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and said respectfully.

It turned out that she was scaring herself!

Wang Ziru's tense nerves immediately relaxed. Since it was not Han Suijing, what was she afraid of?

"Please sit over there. I'll take your pulse first to see what's going on."

Peng Xingkuan smiled and nodded, then walked to a stool in front of the desk and sat down, and also pulled out a stool for the sanitation worker.

While Wang Ziru was taking her pulse, Peng Xingkuan was also secretly observing the calm sanitation worker. He didn't know yet that all the sanitation workers assigned to Xu Changhe's troops gave birth to their children at home, and those who were brought to the army were several wives of soldiers selected from the family compound.

Just at first glance, this girl is very beautiful, with black and bright eyes and an oval white face. She doesn't look like a girl from an ordinary family.

"Stick out your tongue for me to see."

Peng Xingkuan stuck out his tongue mechanically.

The next moment, Wang Ziru moved closer to observe the patient's tongue coating.

For unknown reasons, the single man Peng Xingkuan's face felt hot, as if it was on fire.

"You have a lot of internal heat. You don't need to take Chinese medicine." After examining through observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, Wang Ziru said calmly.

Duan Yanzhi frowned, "He has a sore throat, can't he get some treatment?"

"We can give him acupuncture to make him cough up the phlegm." Wang Ziru said truthfully. At the end, she turned around and looked outside the door. She didn't see Adjutant Wang. "I wonder if the largest pharmacy in town has silver needles. If so, I can give him acupuncture now."

Duan Yanzhi was not sure about this, but he looked at the time on his watch.

He told Adjutant Wang to go to the pharmacy to inquire.

Not long after, Adjutant Wang came back with a bag of silver needles.

Seeing Wang Ziru skillfully opening the cloth bag, Duan Yanzhi wiped his face as he saw silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses inside. "Will giving him acupuncture tonight affect his work?"

"After a few injections, his whole body will feel better. It won't affect his work at all."

The few junior officers outside, including company commanders, platoon commanders, and regiment commanders, would occasionally glance outside the door of the local office.

Zhai Ximo also heard that his wife was giving an injection to the new commander.

I was glad that the new commander was not Han Suijing.

"Commander, you need to take off your jacket for the injection, or you can just take off your inner shirt." Wang Ziru said calmly while selecting a long silver needle from the cloth bag.

Peng Xingkuan had never performed acupuncture before, so he felt a little uncomfortable asking a man to take off his clothes in front of a woman.

The usually tough man took off his clothes and sat on the stool, under the vague gazes of several eyes.

Wang Ziru did not feel embarrassed. She held a long thin silver needle in her hand, found the acupuncture point, and inserted a few needles. After the long thin silver needle was inserted, Peng Xingkuan could not help coughing.

"Can you do it? After a few injections, he's going to cough out his heart, liver, and lungs..." Duan Yanzhi was still holding a cigarette in his hand, puffing away at the side. When he saw Peng Xingkuan coughing non-stop, he couldn't help but ask.

At this moment, Peng Xingkuan coughed out all the phlegm that had been stuck in his throat with a "puff" sound, and it sprayed all over the floor, which was very nauseating to look at.

Duan Yanzhi was stunned, and he suddenly raised his legs and went outside to get some fresh air.

Only Peng Xingkuan and Wang Ziru were left in the office.

"Do you feel better after coughing?" Wang Ziru grabbed an enamel pot from the table, not sure if it was Duan Yanzhi's or Xu Changhe's cup, and handed it to him, "Drink some hot water to moisten your throat."

Peng Xingkuan never expected that the sanitation workers here were so amazing. With just a few needles, all the discomfort he had been suffering for a month was cured.

He quickly took out his handkerchief to wipe his mouth, grabbed the enamel pot and drank the hot water in big gulps, feeling very comfortable. "Comfortable!"

Wang Ziru turned around and saw Adjutant Wang also watching the excitement outside the door, so she called him in, "Adjutant Wang, ask someone to clean up. Also, take this enamel pot and boil it in water before using it."

"Okay!" Adjutant Wang nodded with a smile. Seeing that the new commander finally coughed up phlegm, he said, "It seems that Comrade Ziru has solid medical skills."

"Tomorrow I'll go to the pharmacy and get some throat medicine. After boiling it, you can let everyone drink some." Wang Ziru wiped the silver needle, put it back into the cloth bag, and wrapped it up again. "Please help return this."

“Okay, okay!”

When Wang Ziru was about to leave, the voice of the new commander came from behind her, "May I know your name? I have some questions for you after the war is over."

"I'm a military wife, my name is Wang Ziru." Suddenly, Wang Ziru turned around and said with a gentle look in her eyes, "If you have any questions, you can ask me anytime."

"My name is Peng Xingkuan..." Peng Xingkuan smiled and nodded.

While everyone was standing in the hall, quietly discussing the battle plan for the night, Zhai Ximo followed his wife to the sickroom without making a sound.

He followed me all the way to the pharmacy, pinching his throat and saying, "My throat has been uncomfortable for a long time, please treat it for me quickly."