Chapter 49: Chronicle of the Sixties 9
Gao Nanting was in a state of shock and helplessness. He didn't know why he couldn't help himself when he saw a strange lesbian. He wanted to fly to her immediately and turn into a clingy big dog.
This made the 26-year-old man blush a little. His wheat-colored cheeks burned with a bright blush, and his long eyelashes fluttered gently.
Sun Qi, who was squeezed next to him, noticed something was wrong with his good brother. He nudged Gao Nanting with his shoulder, raised his eyebrows and asked him what was wrong.
Gao Nanting suppressed the unconscious curve of his lips, showing a little inexplicable restraint, his eyes were vague, and then, as if he was thinking of something, his cheeks suddenly turned red again.
Sun Qi: “…uh, you…” Are you okay?
Something was clearly wrong with his brother. Glancing out of the corner of his eye at the soldiers armed with live ammunition standing outside the team, Sun Qi shook his stiff, cold body and tried to hide himself in the crowd. This was the only time in his life that he was being watched at gunpoint like this.
In this situation where he had no choice, he could only follow Gao Nanting and take care of him carefully.
The corners of Feng Wu's lips curved slightly, revealing a carefree smile. Against the backdrop of the morning light, her entire figure was incredibly bright and beautiful.
Feng Wu, whose mood had visibly brightened, followed the hospital team onto the sealed truck first.
Aside from the two large doors, there were no windows to peer out from. The floor of the carriage was covered with a thick layer of straw. Feng Wu found a spot against the inner wall and set down his luggage.
I took a look at the environment of the carriage. In the empty carriage, there was nothing but the straw on the bottom and a large iron stove welded in the middle. There was still a lot of coal ash in the stove that had not been cleaned out. There was a black toilet in the corner next to it. There was almost nothing else.
There were nearly fifty people in Feng Wu's sealed carriage. It wasn't a lot of people, and even when squeezed together they only took up a small half of the space.
Not long after, two men in military coats came over to check the situation, and then a group of people got into the car.
These thirty or forty women all had pale faces and were thinly dressed. They almost mechanically followed orders and stayed in their seats without moving.
A woman wearing a green military coat and with short haircut whispered to the person next to her with disdain, "Why are we still allowed to ride in the same carriage with these bad guys? I don't want to eat and live with them."
The two groups were tacitly aware of each other's differences and were clearly separated. Feng Wu just glanced at the crowd and ignored other people's gossip.
This sealed train car is heading north, and it is estimated to take six days and five nights. Instead of wasting energy on being picky, it is better to save some energy and just get through these few days.
When the carriage door closed, two dimly lit lights lit up above the head, barely able to illuminate people's appearance. If you went further away, you would be shrouded in darkness.
Feng Wu took out a candy from his bag and put it in his mouth. He leaned against the iron carriage, closed his eyes and began to practice.
Facing the rising sun, a long, sealed military train blew a whistle, and the wheels slowly started moving. With the clang and clang sounds, the train headed north.
After breaking free from the last bit of darkness, the train roared and rushed into the overlapping mountains without looking back. The train was instantly swallowed up by the darkness, leaving the prosperous Beijing city behind.
Accompanied by the whistling wind, the train passed through one mountain after another in the morning sun, and the harsh whistling sound caused by the wheels and rails squeezing against each other echoed in the valley.
The carriage was drafty, and the people inside untied their quilts and wrapped themselves tightly.
Before we knew it, the train had been running for half a day. The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the train slowly stopped at an unknown small station.
With a bang, the big iron door of the carriage was opened from the outside, and light instantly filled the entire carriage.
The sky is blue, covering the vast wilderness, with a few leisurely white clouds floating in the distance.
The soldier in charge of Feng Wu's carriage was a young man. He looked at the women in the carriage with a shy expression, but his voice was loud and clear. "The female medical staff can get off the train to rest. The military depot will send supplies soon. Everyone, don't run too far. The train will only stop for twenty minutes before leaving. Don't miss it."
After sitting for six or seven hours, the female comrades, who were sore all over, quickly got off the bus to rest and went in groups of three or four to a small forest not far away to meet their physiological needs.
When Feng Wu jumped off the train, he saw teams of three or two soldiers standing on both sides of the train door with guns in hand. Although the doors were open, no one got out.
Except for the train staff, everyone else was a prisoner. Prisoners were not allowed to leave the group and move freely. They could only breathe in the fresh air outside when the train door was open.
After a while, the soldiers from the military supply station brought a steaming hot lunch. Large enamel basins and iron buckets filled with fragrant noodles and soybean and kelp soup were placed in rows on the tables on the platform. Cooks in clean work clothes distributed the meals.
Because time was tight and the train didn't wait for anyone, it was impossible for everyone to eat in a polite manner. Everyone held their own bowl, half filled with soybean and kelp soup, and two fist-sized steamed buns in their hands. They squatted in a circle, without any laughter, and each of them lowered their heads to wolf down the food, finishing it quickly.
Just as we were enjoying our meal, a soldier came running over and said, "A prisoner in carriage number eight has suddenly fainted. Which doctor would like to go over and take a look?"
Medical staff have not been assigned yet. For something like this, anyone can go, and of course no one will force you if you don't want to go.
A male doctor with a rather masculine appearance slowly raised his hand and said, "Comrade, let me go over there!"
Feng Wu gulped down the tasteless kelp soup in her bowl, stuffed two steamed buns into her backpack, and raised her hand. "Comrade from the People's Liberation Army, I'm a nurse from the First Hospital. I'll go with this doctor and help him out!"
The male doctor looked at Feng Wu strangely, then smiled and nodded, "It would be great to have the help of the nurse comrade."
The two of them set off immediately. It took them several minutes to walk from carriage number one to carriage number eight.
The male doctor followed the soldier into the carriage, and Feng Wu followed behind. As soon as she entered the carriage, a familiar gaze fell on her.
Feng Wu tried his best to ignore the clinging gaze, carrying the medicine box on his back and following the male doctor without looking away, with a nervous expression on his face from time to time.
When he saw the patient, he was already unconscious. The male doctor took out a pair of rubber gloves and a mask from his pocket and put them on. He looked at the patient's eyes and mouth, and listened with a stethoscope for a while.
After taking off the receiver, the male doctor said slowly, "The preliminary diagnosis is that the patient has a respiratory infection that has turned into pneumonia, which is somewhat contagious. To be on the safe side, it would be best to move the patient to a separate compartment."
The soldier didn't expect the situation to be so serious. He couldn't make a decision and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I'll go explain the situation to our captain. Doctor, please treat the patient promptly."
"Of course!"
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