Lin Wanjun personally accompanied Wang Jianxing to visit Wang Che who was still in a coma.
Looking at his son's pale face and the scars all over his body, Wang Jianxing's eyes became slightly moist.
I’m old, really old.
He had fought on the battlefield all his life, bleeding and being injured time and time again. He didn't know how many shrapnel were hidden in his body, but he never felt anything.
Even when his eldest son and second son died, he looked at their bodies without shedding a single tear.
Because in his heart, the moment a man puts on a military uniform, it means sacrificing his life for his country. This is glorious. How can he shed tears?
Now, he is old and his heart has become softer. Seeing his son injured like this, he still can't hide his heartache.
But no matter what, my son is still alive, and that's enough.
Wang Jianxing stroked his son's face and sighed deeply, thousands of words were contained in this sigh.
"Xiao Lin, you are our family's savior."
After leaving the ward, Wang Jianxing held Lin Wanjun's hand with a look of gratitude on his face.
"The sacrifice of his two brothers has already severely traumatized his mother. She's a bit dazed now. If something happens to Wang Che again..."
I'm afraid my wife can't bear such a blow anymore.
Lin Wanjun said, "This is just my job. Not only me, but every medical staff in the field hospital has made every effort to save the wounded."
There is no such thing as a savior. Saving the dying and healing the wounded is just the duty and responsibility of a medical worker, nothing more.
Having said that, Wang Jianxing still made the statement.
"No matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, as long as you ask, I will do my best."
Without waiting for Lin Wanjun to speak, Song Mingcheng joked with a smile.
"Old Wang, you don't take me seriously. Oh, if my own daughter-in-law really encounters a problem, do you still need her help?"
"Where do you put me when you say that?"
After saying that, Song Mingcheng and Wang Jianxing looked at each other and laughed.
Late at night, Wang Che and a group of seriously injured soldiers were transferred to the rear hospital for further treatment, and the condition of other wounded soldiers also stabilized.
Lin Wanjun could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
I don’t know if it was intentional or a coincidence, but when the dormitories were divided, Lin Wanjun lived in a room alone.
There are thirty-seven people, sixteen of whom are women. Logically speaking, Lin Wanjun cannot be left alone.
She specifically went to ask Zhao Yajun.
"Not only do you live alone in a room, Hong Rong lives alone too. Oh no, strictly speaking, Hong Rong and her husband live alone."
Zhao Yajun frowned slightly and said, "Before we set out, we knew Hong Rong's husband was seriously injured, but we didn't expect it to be that serious."
What level?
Lin Wanjun was busy saving people today and didn't pay attention to other things. Even though she had known that Hong Rong's husband was still in the field hospital, she had never seen him.
"Sister Hong Rong's hat is still in my bag. I'll take it to her in whichever dormitory she's in."
After a while, Lin Wanjun walked out of the dormitory with Hong Rong's hat and walked on the foggy border land in the moonlight.
The night breeze was cool, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and blood. Lin Wanjun couldn't help but sneeze a few times.
"Junjun."
Song Zhanjin appeared out of nowhere, took off his coat and put it on Lin Wanjun's shoulders.
"Are you done?"
Lin Wanjun gathered Song Zhanjin's clothes and smelled a faint scent of gunpowder and a unique masculine scent, which made her feel particularly safe.
"We're done. Twenty-seven seriously injured patients have been safely transported to the hospital down the mountain. Wang Che, whom you treated, has woken up."
Song Zhanjin put his arm around Lin Wanjun's shoulders and used his body temperature to warm her.
"Wang Che said he had reached the gates of Hades when a charming female doctor suddenly slapped him and kicked him several times, forcing him back to the human world."
Song Zhanjin couldn't help but laugh, "Wang Che even said he would marry me to repay you for saving his life. I told him to stay wherever he wants."
As he spoke, Song Zhanjin sounded a little sad.
"Junjun, you are so dazzling, like the sun, attracting everyone. This makes me feel insecure."
Lin Wanjun rolled her eyes and said some classic quotes from a scumbag.
"Can you please stop being unreasonable?"
"If you insist on thinking this way, I can't help it."
…
Soon, they found Hong Rong's dormitory. It was a wooden house at the back of the field hospital. Through the thin door, one could almost hear the crying from inside.
It was a man crying.
"Why are you crying? Even if you have to lie in bed unable to move for the rest of your life, you have to live!"
"I can take care of your shit and urine, I can feed you and dress you, but the only thing I can't give you is dignity!"
Hong Rong's voice was firm and stern, and Lin Wanjun even heard the crisp sound of a slap.
She looked at Song Zhanjin, only to see that Song Zhanjin had a complicated expression and sighed slightly.
If he were Hong Rong's husband, he might make the same choice as him.
Sometimes, death is a relief.
Lin Wanjun knocked on the door, and Hong Rong quickly came to open the door. With red eyes, she invited her and Song Zhanjin into the house.
When she saw the man lying on the bed, Lin Wanjun couldn't help but widen her eyes.
If she hadn't known in advance that this person was Hong Rong's husband, she probably wouldn't have been able to tell whether the other person was a man or a woman. She wasn't even sure it was the same person.
The left half of the man's torso was gone, even his left ear was gone. He just lay on the bed, making wheezing sounds.
"Sister Hong Rong, your hat."
Lin Wanjun handed the hat to Hong Rong and couldn't help but look at Hong Rong's husband again.
"How's my brother-in-law doing?"
"He will live, he will live."
Hong Rong's voice was hoarse and firm.
"The child will definitely have a father."
When talking about the child, Hong Rong's husband paused for a moment and tears rolled down his face.
When his wife was seven months pregnant, he rushed to the battlefield with his gun. Before leaving, he promised to return home to accompany his wife before she gave birth.
But he broke his promise.
He was fighting on the front line when his wife was in labor.
While his wife was feeding and changing diapers for the baby late at night, he rested in the cramped and damp cat ear cave.
He lived an upright life for 27 years. He was worthy of his country and his people, but he was not worthy of his lover.
Lin Wanjun didn't know what to say, she just felt a pang of pain in her heart.
What's wrong with Hong Rong just wanting her husband to be alive?
What's wrong with a tough guy who will never be able to stand up again in his life wanting to preserve his last dignity by dying?
Whose fault is it?
It was the damned enemy who made the unforgivable mistake.
Why did they invade our land?
Why did they start this war?
Why did they use artillery fire to make life miserable for the people living in the border areas?
Why did they let the young warriors pay with their blood and lives?
The so-called peace is nothing but the result of the blood and lives of generations of soldiers. Whoever provokes war and destroys peace deserves to be put to death!
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