Not many people would call Mu Huaixi sister-in-law.
Her heart skipped a beat. She looked carefully at the childish face in front of her and hesitated, "Are you...?"
"It's me, Mu Tou from the Third Company of the Fourth Battalion. Aren't you the wife of our battalion commander?" Mu Tou was still a little confused, and asked doubtfully, "Did I recognize the wrong person? Also, why is my sister-in-law here..."
Mu Huaixi finally came to his senses from his surprise, "Why are you here? Where is...your battalion commander?"
Unfortunately, Mu Tou had already been drugged. It was not known whether the antidote took effect too quickly or he was simply choked by the fishy smell, but he fell unconscious on the spot.
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The comrade who was helping to feed the medicine was holding the bowl with a confused look on his face. He asked Mu Huaixi anxiously, "Doctor, is he okay?"
"It's okay, just rest for a while," Mu Huaixi took out a piece of paper, wrote down the possible situations that might happen to the wood in the future, and stuck it on his chest pocket.
His situation is rather special. If the fever can subside before she leaves, then there will be no big problem and he can just go back and rest. But if the fever does not subside, he will have to go back with them for further detoxification.
Mu Huaixi looked at Mu Tou again. Although she really wanted to know Ying Mingcheng's current situation, she still had a mission to complete and so many patients waiting for her.
It rained two days ago, but instead of cooling down the weather, it increased the humidity in the air. The hot flashes caused the wound to decay and become inflamed faster. Mu Huaixi had no choice but to scrape off the rotten flesh. The wound was larger than before and required more care to handle.
The smell of rotting flesh, blood, and ointment mixed together, fermenting in the hot flashes to create a strange and suffocating stench, but she continued to work as if she didn't smell it.
Compared with burns and scalds from hot weapons, knife and gun wounds are relatively easy to deal with. However, this time there were a lot of complex injuries. After Mu Huaixi asked, he realized that the other party had used a large number of landmines, which temporarily halted the pace of advancement and injured many soldiers.
Mu Huaixi's heart couldn't help but rise. The lethality of landmines was too great. Losing an arm or a leg was considered a minor injury. The other party used mostly crudely made landmines. Not many people died directly after the explosion, but most of them were disabled.
Being alive was a fluke, but also the most painful. Mu Huaixi picked up countless pieces of iron and iron bullets from the back of an unconscious soldier. There was basically no good meat on his entire back. According to the medical soldier who sent him over, he was injured while trying to save his companions.
Mu Huaixi could almost imagine the situation at that time. It might be that at the moment the landmine exploded, he suddenly jumped up and threw his companions around him, using his own flesh and blood to protect others, which exposed his entire back to the explosion.
His back was covered in blood, his skin, flesh and even bones were affected, fragments were embedded in the wound, and the high temperature caused it to be charred and carbonized. Although he had clearly fainted, he still twitched slightly because of the pain when Mu Huaixi helped him clean the wound.
Her movements were gentle but decisive.
After cleaning and disinfecting the wound, Mu Huaixi took out a palm-sized box from the medicine box. This was the wound medicine version of Jinqiangfu. The compress was more convenient to use, but considering that someone might suffer large-area injuries, she still prepared ointment.
The slightly bitter ointment was spread out with a flat-edged spatula. The unconscious victim was like a fish caught on the riverbank. He stretched his body and swayed a few times before completely losing consciousness.
The cry of pain was barely audible in the straw hut, but it still made Mu Huaixi feel as if his heart was being pinched, aching and sore.
After applying the ointment to the entire back, the ointment in the medicine box was almost used up. The weather was too hot, so Mu Huaixi applied a thick layer to prevent the wound from getting infected.
However, this also has its advantages. The ointment can prevent secondary pollution from smoke and dust, and there is no need to add bandages to prevent the wound from swelling.
Mu Huaixi was sweating profusely, his camouflage clothes sticking to his skin, but he had no time to rest and immediately started treating another injured person.
"Have a drink of water."
A cup made of a rough bamboo tube was handed to her mouth. Mu Huaixi was stunned and met a flushed but young face. It was the person she met in front of the shed. Judging from his rank, he was a second lieutenant and should be the manager of this transit station.
"Thank you, put it aside," Mu Huaixi nodded at him, both hands busy now, but he did not put down the cup. Instead, he took out a straw and motioned her to come over and drink.
The lieutenant's face turned even redder, and he explained in a low voice, "Don't get me wrong, I know you're busy, and this is how we always feed them water."
Mu Huaixi finally understood that she was blushing because she was afraid of being misunderstood.
She was indeed thirsty, so she smiled and leaned over to drink up the water in the cup. "You also prepared mint water, thank you!"
The slightly sweet water slightly dispelled her fatigue and also made her mind, which was dizzy from the fishy smell, much clearer. She didn't realize it when she drank it until the sweet aftertaste on the back of her tongue made her realize that the officer had added some sugar to the water. She thanked him again, but the man walked out of the hut at a very fast pace, obviously a very shy friend.
Mu Huaixi smiled and shook his head, then went back to dealing with the trauma.
Contrary to what she had worried about, not many people were injured by the landmines. She and Dr. Luo both counted only five people, and their injuries ranged from minor to serious. The minor ones were just hit by the iron bullets from the landmine explosion, while the serious ones lost both legs.
Of course, there are also people who died from landmines.
Mu Huaixi breathed a sigh of relief, but then became worried about Ying Mingcheng.
According to what she heard in the straw hut, landmines did not appear recently, but they were only recently deployed in large numbers. The area with the highest concentration of landmines was not the edge of the front line where they were, but the area where the conflict was most serious.
Ying Mingcheng is a vanguard, so it is natural that he will be in the most dangerous place.
She wanted to ask Mu Tou why he appeared here, but Mu Tou was still in a coma and did not wake up even after being taken back to the medical center.
Mu Huaixi didn't sleep well at night because she was worried. She woke up from a messy dream, stared at the huge moon outside the window for a while, and decided to take a walk in the straw hut.
The hut was relatively quiet, with only low groans. She looked at the people who were more seriously injured, walked around her companion who was dozing off on night watch, and went to the back of the hut, intending to get some fresh air, but suddenly saw a sneaky figure near the bamboo building.
"Who's there?!" Mu Huaixi was suddenly startled and pulled out a dagger while giving a warning. The swaying figure suddenly rushed far away and entered the woods before she could react.
Lu Yong, who was on night watch, ran to her side, rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked in her direction, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Mu Huaixi told him the situation, and the two of them went to check around the bamboo building. They only found a few hurried footprints, and it seemed that the person was not wearing shoes.
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