Ivante brought a lot of medicines, including anesthetics, which were all from the joint base.
Jiang Ning first injected a special medicine, then gave an anesthetic injection, and then cleaned the festering wound, disinfected it, and sutured it.
"Ivante, if you want to save your leg, you must avoid eating meat and drinking alcohol. Eat more vegetables if you have nothing to do."
Jiang Ning adjusted his medication, gave him 5 kilograms of vegetables as a favor, and told him to come back in two days to change the medication.
After closing the door, she told her brother and sister what happened at the base.
"If all goes well, Zhao Quan has already returned to the warship at sea."
Jiang Ning was tired, so he went back to bed to rest.
Huo Yishen could see that she was in a bad mood and envied those who could go home.
Not only Jiang Ning, Doudou was also visibly depressed, but he just pretended not to care.
Huo Yishen patted her shoulder.
Doudou was very sensible, "Brother, I'm fine."
There is gain only when there is loss. If I hadn’t left, the situation might have been even worse.
There's nothing wrong with the Arctic except that it's a little cold.
Huo Yishen returned to the room and wanted to give Jiang Ning some advice, but to his surprise, her mood had already recovered.
The words came to my mouth, but I didn't say them anymore.
Two days later, Ivante came to change the dressing.
He did not forget to tell the two people the news, "Yang and He have already left."
There were more than 30 Chinese people in the base, and they all chose to leave.
Ivante was very generous. He gave each person 5 kilograms of potatoes and 3 kilograms of seal meat, and asked them to set out with the hunting team so that they could be looked after on the road.
"If all goes well, they will be able to reach the landing port the day after tomorrow and follow the other survivors back to your country."
I said so much just to gain favors.
Jiang Ning decisively satisfied him, "Ivante, thank you for your help, otherwise they would not be able to go home."
"Hahaha, we are friends after all."
If the Chinese leave the Arctic, they can also sleep peacefully.
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Two days later
In the Arctic, there is light snow with wind.
The coast was crowded with people wearing worn cotton-padded jackets, their hands and feet covered with frostbite.
Some were wrapped in animal skins, others held bags with holes in them tightly in their arms.
Pairs of cloudy and numb eyes look towards the vast ocean from time to time.
A five-star red flag was flying on a ship not far away.
The red flag has faded and been damaged, but it still flutters in the cold wind.
There were also many survivors gathered on the boat. The middle-aged man at the bow shouted at the top of his voice, "Fellow countrymen, don't crowd or panic. The country promised to take us to our new home, and it must do what it said.
Everyone, please keep an eye on your luggage. The closer you are to home, the more you should pay attention to safety. Don't get separated from your companions, as this will give others an opportunity to take advantage of you."
He stood on the boat, looking at the huge crowd below, his brows furrowed more and more.
The staff member nearby said worriedly, "Captain, including the ones sent by Mao Xiong yesterday, we have no more than 300 people. How come so many of them suddenly appeared?"
Zhou Zhijie had a bad feeling. "The Arctic environment is too harsh. Knowing that China has established a new home and has sent people to pick us up, who wouldn't want to leave this damn place?"
Not to mention people of other skin colors, there are also many people from other Eastern countries who have drifted to the Arctic.
They have the same skin color and faces, and are usually wary of each other but also stick together, so their relationship is rather delicate.
He has seen many faces in the crowd. They are not Chinese at all, but they are blending in with the crowd trying to get away with it and take a gamble.
"They want to impersonate and get on board?"
Zhou Zhijie was worried. "Impersonation is the least of my worries. I'm worried that they will take advantage of the chaos to steal our compatriots' luggage, or documents and other things that can prove they are Chinese."
After saying this, he spoke loudly again, reminding his fellow countrymen to pay attention to safety and prevent others from stealing maliciously.
"Captain, not only are there many Asian faces here, but there are also several foreign gangs, all of them carrying weapons."
These gangs usually act arrogantly along the coast and make a living by robbing people with the help of the guns they have.
What do they want to do by showing up together today?
Just as I was worrying, a black fighter plane flew over from the horizon.
Flying low, the rumbling sound is deafening.
Fighter planes circled over the Arctic coast, while a gigantic warship whistled toward them from a distance.
A bright five-star red flag flutters in the wind over the sea.
The coast was instantly boiling.
They are coming!
The army of the New Homeland is coming.
Faces that were only skin and bones, with tears in their eyes, but they tried hard not to fall.
The reconnaissance fighter returned and landed accurately on the warship, reporting the situation urgently.
The warship slowly approached and stopped at the sea more than 300 meters away from the ice shore, releasing three military assault boats that could each carry 50 people.
120 armed soldiers came by boat.
The leader was Liao, the deputy captain of the warship. He held a loudspeaker and said to the crowd on the shore: "Fellow compatriots, we are here to take you home."
In an instant, the survivors on the shore cheered.
"Don't worry, just stand back and line up. As long as you are Chinese compatriots and are willing to go to the new home, we will bring everyone home."
He quickly locked onto the ship with the five-star red flag flying on it, and three assault boats came over.
Zhou Zhian excitedly got off the boat and asked the survivors on the boat to hold hands and form a human wall to persuade the crowded crowd to retreat and clear space for the soldiers to land.
He hurried over to shake hands with Deputy Captain Liao and said, "Hello, comrades. We are the survivors of the Sichuan Provincial Official Base. We drifted to the Arctic a few months ago. There are 219 compatriots on board."
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