At dawn the next day, Lin Wanjun set off with the medical team.
They were rushing to the front line with an engineering corps, and the train they were riding was also a military train transporting weapons.
"Kun-kun!"
As soon as I arrived at the train station, Yang Jingru came.
Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were red and swollen, and it was obvious that she had not had a good night's rest.
"Otherwise, let's not go."
Yang Jingru said in a deep voice, "Just last night, something happened at the frontline field hospital."
"A group of enemies sneaked into our territory and raided the field hospital. Although our army eventually wiped out the enemy, they still suffered casualties."
These words made Lin Wanjun's expression change slightly.
"Were there heavy casualties?"
Yang Jingru was silent for a moment before she said, "Seven medical staff died."
Such a tragedy happened at the critical moment when the medical team was about to set off. For anyone, this is a test of their personal psychological endurance.
"There are many ways to contribute to the country. Staying behind to complete your studies is a contribution. Returning home after completing your studies to save lives and heal the wounded is also a contribution. Even becoming an expert and training more talents is an even greater contribution."
"We don't have to go to the front lines, we don't have to march under fire."
Yang Jingru knew that what she said was a bit selfish.
Who isn’t raised by their parents? Who doesn’t want to live a peaceful and happy life until old age?
If everyone holds such selfish thoughts as hers, who will protect the country and heal the wounded soldiers?
"What did the old man say?"
Lin Wanjun asked softly.
Yang Jingru replied, "The old man said that you should make your own decision, but you are still so young, how can you tell right from wrong? So, I want to make this decision for you."
On this side, Zhao Yajun, who was notified at the last minute, also asked the medical team to assemble and announced that the field hospital had been attacked.
"We all knew going to the front lines was dangerous, but now it seems the danger is far greater than we anticipated, so I have to let everyone make a temporary choice."
Zhao Yajun described the surprise attack on the field hospital and even focused on the death of seven medical staff.
In fact, they all died heroically.
When the enemy attacked the field hospital, two operations were going on at the same time. Despite having been warned, the doctors chose to continue with the operations.
Because they knew in their hearts that if they gave up the operation and tried to escape, the injured person on the operating table would die.
The soldiers were wounded while defending their country. They were so brave and fought with all their might until the last moment, surviving among so many corpses.
How could they give up the heroes who defended their country?
When the enemy rushed in, the medical staff did not stop working, and even the surgeon in charge negotiated with the enemy.
"Give me ten minutes. I'll finish stitching the patient up. You can kill me or chop me up as you please!"
When Lin Wanjun heard this, tears came to her eyes involuntarily.
"What was the result? Did the patient survive?"
Zhao Yajun nodded with pain and a heavy heart.
"The enemy opened fire, and a nurse, dying, lay on top of a wounded soldier, using her body to block two bullets."
When our reinforcements arrived, the nurse's blood was all over the wounded's body...
There were low whimpers from the crowd.
Although the list of casualties is unknown, many of the medical team members who have rushed to the front line are colleagues and friends who I work with day and night.
Zhao Yajun's eyes were a little red.
He scanned everyone's face for a long moment before his voice rasped, "So now, we'll give everyone a final chance to decide."
"Everyone here can change their mind at any time. Rest assured, no matter what choice you make, the hospital will treat everyone equally."
"No matter what choice you make, I understand and respect it. Many of my colleagues here have elderly parents and young children, and are the breadwinners of their families."
Taking a few steps back, Zhao Yajun smiled.
"The bus back to the hospital is parked on the side of the road. If you've thought it through, you can get on it and arrive just in time for work and outpatient clinics."
There was a moment of silence among the crowd.
Yang Jingru pushed Lin Wanjun hard and whispered, "What are you still standing there for? Get in the car!"
She said, "You're not even a doctor. If you die, you won't be eligible for the hospital's pension."
Lin Wanjun remained motionless.
Everyone present remained motionless.
Everyone looked at Zhao Yajun with a smile on their face, showing the determination to face death calmly.
"Doctor Zhao, what about you?"
Someone asked, "Are you going to retreat?"
"How can I retreat?!"
Zhao Yajun said without hesitation, "From the moment I signed up, I was prepared to sacrifice myself. This country is our country. We can't let only our soldiers sacrifice themselves!"
"Then we won't retreat!"
Gan Ping shouted, "Don't think that because we are women we are afraid of death. In ancient times, Hua Mulan joined the army to replace her father. Today, the women's army carries guns to serve the people. We are Hua Mulan and the women's army!"
The female comrades present burst into applause.
"That's right! We won't retreat even a single step! Anyone who gives in is unworthy of being a doctor!"
The female comrades have expressed their opinions, so how can the male comrades lag behind?
There were thirty-seven people in the medical team, including sixteen female comrades and twenty-one male comrades. No one deserted the battlefield and no one gave in.
"I've already written a suicide note. I told my wife to treat this as a one-way trip. I told her to be prepared because as soon as I die, she'll be able to remarry!"
"My wife refuses to remarry, but she said that if I die, she will find a live-in son-in-law to take care of my parents and raise my two sons."
…
In such an environment, everyone completely relaxed and talked and laughed about their own affairs after death.
"Hey, if we die, will we be considered martyrs? Can we also live in the martyrs' cemetery?"
"I don't want to live in the martyrs' cemetery. I want to return to my ancestors' graves to bring honor to my family!"
"Can we bury half of it in the martyrs' cemetery and the other half in the ancestral grave? I'm greedy, I want both!"
…
Zhao Yajun looked at his colleagues with a look of relief and emotion.
He knew that anyone who could follow him here couldn't be a coward!
Suddenly, Gan Ping shouted in the crowd, "Doctor Zhao, aren't you going to say goodbye to the woman you love?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes fell on Yang Jingru.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Yajun also looked at Yang Jingru.
Lin Wanjun tried to break free from Yang Jingru's hand to create a brief period of alone time for them.
But Yang Jingru held her tightly and did not give her a chance to leave.
Zhao Yajun suddenly laughed.
He took a few steps forward and looked at Yang Jingru with gentle and tolerant eyes.
"If I can come back alive, Jingru, can you forgive me and give me another chance?"
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