After leaving the guesthouse, Wang Dawei led Xu Jianguo towards Central Avenue.
According to him, the house where his grandfather's comrades-in-arms lived was in an alley not far to the east of Central Avenue. This property was found after the army communicated with the local streets of Bingcheng. It was originally two adjacent courtyards, which were later connected and divided among the veterans.
Each person has a property, some are main houses, some are wing rooms. Although the area is not large, fortunately everyone is together and it is convenient to take care of them. In addition, people on the street often visit them and help them with some work, so the lives of these old men can be considered comfortable.
However, as they grew older, everyone, including Wang Dawei's father, had more or less some health problems.
The most seriously injured person was one who was almost paralyzed when an exploding shell pierced his lumbar spine on the battlefield. Although he was later sent back to the rear and rescued, he was left with a chronic illness. Whenever it was cloudy or rainy, he would suffer from unbearable pain.
Due to the backward medical technology at that time, and the fact that the shell casing was stuck in the densely populated area between the lumbar vertebrae, even now no doctor in any hospital dares to take the risk of performing surgery on the old man. This has caused his condition to get worse and worse. One morning not long ago, the old man woke up from his sleep and suddenly found that his legs had completely lost all feeling.
It was because of this incident that Wang Dawei's father sent him a telegram, asking his own son to come back quickly.
Upon hearing this, Xu Jianguo raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that these symptoms were similar to those of Grandpa Su back then, but it sounded like this veteran's condition was much more serious than Grandpa Su's.
After more than twenty minutes, Wang Dawei and Xu Jianguo appeared in an area of bungalows and stopped in front of a courtyard gate at the end of Hutong.
According to Wang Dawei, there were a total of nine veterans living in the two connected courtyards, including his father. What was sad was that none of these nine people was in an intact body.
Either they were missing an arm or a leg, all caused by the battles they had fought on.
Xu Jianguo felt a little heavy-hearted. He nodded to Wang Dawei to indicate that he understood. Then the two of them pushed open the door and walked into the yard in front of them.
After entering the yard, Xu Jianguo's first impression was that it was clean, tidy and well-organized. From the brooms, mops and shovels neatly arranged against the wall, he could immediately guess the identity of the owner, who must be a soldier, because apart from soldiers, no one could arrange these most ordinary things like antennas (except people with obsessive-compulsive disorder).
Not long after the two entered the yard, three old men who looked to be in their sixties or seventies walked out of a small door. When they saw that the person standing in the yard was Wang Dawei, smiles immediately appeared on their faces.
But even though their smiles were very kind, Xu Jianguo could still keenly sense the vague murderous aura carried by the three of them. He thought that this must be the difference between having been on the battlefield and not.
All three of them had buzz cuts, and although their hair was now completely white, their mental state was indeed very good.
However, when Xu Jianguo noticed the situation of these three people, his brows furrowed involuntarily, and at the same time he felt a deep respect for the three old men in his heart.
Among these three old men, one had an empty left sleeve, one had an empty right sleeve, and the other had a gray left eye. There was an extremely hideous scar from his forehead to the corner of his mouth, as if a centipede was lying on his face.
"Dawei, didn't I tell you to rest at home? Why did you run out again?" said the one-eyed old man with a smile.
"Uncle Xiao, Uncle Fan, Uncle Na, let me introduce you. The person next to me is Colonel Xu Jianguo from the Dawali Base. He is the doctor I found for Uncle Tong!" Wang Dawei said.
"Doctor?" Xiao Jianye asked. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he continued, "Dawei, you said this man is a colonel?"
Before Wang Dawei could explain, Xu Jianguo immediately stepped forward, stood at attention, saluted the three men, and said, "Hello, veteran. I am Xu Jianguo from the 523rd Research Institute at the Davari Base."
When the three of them saw this, they immediately returned the greeting, and then looked at Wang Dawei at the same time, with a questioning look in their eyes.
Wang Dawei understood what they meant and said with a smile, "Comrade Xu Jianguo was recommended by our military commander. He's here to treat Uncle Hong. You three can put your minds at ease."
When the three heard that Xu Jianguo was recommended by the commander of the Fengzhou Military Region, they knew that his medical skills must be very good. Moreover, based on their understanding of the situation in Fengzhou, Xu Jianguo was the only one in the entire Northeast who could be promoted to colonel at this age.
"Colonel Xu..." Xiao Jianye had just opened his mouth when Xu Jianguo spoke up first, "Uncle Xiao, you three can just call me Jianguo!"
"Okay, then I'll call you Jianguo. Do you understand the situation here?"
"It's okay. Director Wang told me some things on the way here."
"So what do you think, is there any cure for your Uncle Hong's illness?"
"Uncle Xiao, I really can't answer this question for you right now. After all, I haven't seen the patient yet. But I can assure you that I will do my best to treat Uncle Hong." Xu Jianguo said, but he felt a little embarrassed in his heart. It was still very awkward for him to suddenly call someone who was thirty or forty years older than him uncle.
"Well, what you said makes sense. So let's go now?"
"Okay, I'll listen to you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Jianguo and Wang Dawei followed the three old men towards the small door they had just come out of, and in the blink of an eye they appeared in the yard next door.
At this time, in a wing room on the east side of the yard, five old men were standing there, looking at an old man lying on the kang with concern. He was the Uncle Hong that Xiao Jianye had just mentioned, Hong Guoqiang.
After entering the house, Xiao Jianye briefly introduced Xu Jianguo's background. The old men were very happy. One of them even said to him directly: "Jianguo, hurry up and take a look at your uncle Hong. When we came here before, this old guy was crying out of grievance."
"Get lost! I'm not crying! Don't ruin my reputation here, you bastard!" Hong Guoqiang, who was lying on the kang, cursed.
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