Ye Zhiqiu was holding a thermos wrapped in wolf skin, waiting quietly outside the operating room.
The operation started at ten o'clock, but it was already half past one and it had not yet ended, so his face was full of worry.
I can’t imagine how painful it would be for the old squad leader if the operation failed and he had to undergo amputation...
It was not until half past two that the door of the operating room was opened, and a group of four or five doctors came out talking and laughing.
Ye Zhiqiu quickly stood up and asked, "Doctor, how did Fang Wenhai's surgery go?"
"Are you a relative of the patient?"
"No, I'm his comrade-in-arms. Fang Wenhai was my old squad leader."
"Comrade, I can tell you that the operation was quite successful. Although his legs will be lower after recovery and he won't be able to exert great strength, it won't affect his movement and normal life. This is the best possible outcome."
Hearing that it was the best result, Ye Zhiqiu happily thanked the doctors. After seeing the doctors off, he waited at the door.
The nurse who came out later informed him that Fang Wenhai had just finished surgery and would remain inside for observation, with the next day he would be transferred back to the ward. He was also advised not to eat anything too greasy right now, especially Ye Zhiqiu's stewed pork shank and pig's trotter soup, as it would affect wound healing.
This made Ye Zhiqiu dumbfounded, but the nurse told him that he could make fish soup, egg drop soup, vegetable soup, etc.
You can only eat chicken and lean minced meat, at least for the first week. After a week, you can relax your diet.
Ye Zhiqiu was also quite helpless. After all, he was already short of oil and water, and because of the wounds he had sustained after the operation, he couldn't replenish oil and water!
But as for protein, he knows how to get it: just eat fish and eggs!
Since he would not be able to recover until the evening, Ye Zhiqiu did not stay any longer and instead rode his bicycle home. He would visit Fang Wenhai again in the evening and cook him some eggs and fish soup to replenish his nutrition so that he could recover faster.
When he returned home, Wang Fugui had already returned. When he heard the gate being pushed open, he walked out of the living room and saw Ye Zhiqiu.
He asked with concern, "Grandson, didn't you say you were going to visit your comrades? How are things going?"
Ye Zhiqiu replied loudly: "Grandpa, go back inside and don't catch a cold. I'll come back and tell you after I park the car."
Wang Fugui nodded and went back to the living room.
Ye Zhiqiu parked his bicycle, poured the contents of the thermos back into the pot, hung up the wolf skin, and then walked towards the living room.
After closing the door, Ye Zhiqiu explained with a sigh, "Grandpa, my old squad leader was injured and was sent back to Union Hospital for surgery. I received the letter today, and I went to get some bones and pig's trotters, thinking of giving him some nourishment.
Who would have thought that eating these things would be detrimental to wound healing after surgery, so I had to bring them back. He's under anesthesia and won't wake up until tonight, so I'll switch to boiled eggs and fish soup when I visit him tonight."
Wang Fugui understood this. He nodded and said to Ye Zhiqiu, "You can make fish soup or porridge, but you have to remove the fish bones and add some kelp. Oh, and don't add scallions, ginger, garlic, or other spicy seasonings, as they are not conducive to wound recovery after surgery."
Ye Zhiqiu nodded, lit a cigarette, and said with a bit of emotion: "The conditions where we are on the mission are really too bad! I have been there for so long and have seen all kinds of accidents. I didn't expect to encounter one of our own this time.
The doctor said that this surgery has achieved the best possible results, but my old squad leader will have uneven legs from now on, will walk with a limp, and won’t be able to do heavy work anymore…”
Wang Fugui actually knew the situation over there, because he went to investigate after Ye Zhiqiu was transferred in, so he had some understanding of the situation at the Malan base.
He comforted her, "Grandson, don't overthink it. Since he can't do heavy work, we'll assign him some lighter tasks. You'll get better and better in the future, and it'll be easy for you to take care of him then."
"I hope so! I'm just a little shocked, after all, I haven't been away for long. That place has already buried my battalion commander, and now it's my squad leader's turn. I wonder how those comrades are doing now..."
There are some things that I don’t know how to describe. A lot of blood has been shed on this land. Every inch of land is soaked in blood. This is not just talk, but a true portrayal of the invasion.
Now that our nation has been established, the invaders have been driven away, but falling behind means being attacked! So, despite all the sacrifices, our ancestors continued to fight bravely. Only when we are strong enough can we stop sacrificing...
Ye Zhiqiu hated those people the most. They were enjoying the life they had today at the cost of countless sacrifices made by their ancestors, but they kept complaining about everything.
Why don't you just complain about unfairness and do something about it? Isn't it your responsibility, mine, and his responsibility to make this world a fairer place?
Can you get the fairness you want by complaining, spitting, and slandering?
What is the difference between such people and those traitors who fled, surrendered, or even served as guides during the war of aggression against China?
A single spark can start a prairie fire.
When you encounter injustice, speaking out is the way to encourage social progress, not just cursing on the internet.
That's just a coward!
The two chatted for a long time until five o'clock, when Ye Zhiqiu went to cook. Tonight he was going to prepare soup with rice, so he started to steam the rice.
He planned to make fish soup after dinner and boil some eggs to take with him. If he couldn't go there himself, he could ask the nurses to heat up the boiled eggs for the old squad leader.
After the rice was steamed, he released twenty eggs from his space. While one egg a day is ideal for the human body, Ye Zhiqiu felt two was more appropriate, as it was high-quality protein. He was also worried that he wouldn't be able to visit her often due to his busy work schedule, so he cooked a few extra eggs and sent them over.
The rice was not yet steamed when Ye Wubing came back with his little sister.
Ye Bailu had a very sensitive nose. When she smelled the meat, she pulled Ye Wubing to the kitchen!
Seeing Ye Zhiqiu cooking, she knew there was something delicious. She happily rushed over and pulled his sleeve and asked, "Brother, brother, we are back from school. What delicious food are you making?"
Ye Zhiqiu rubbed her little head and explained with a smile: "I made bone soup today. We will eat soup with rice and gnaw on the bones tonight!"
Hearing about the meat bone soup, the brother and sister were both overjoyed. After all, no matter how much meat they ate these days, it would never be enough for their growing bodies.
Ye Bailu no longer wanted to leave the kitchen, because no matter what Ye Zhiqiu cooked, she could just stand by and wait for him to feed her!
Unfortunately, Ye Zhiqiu did not fulfill her wish this time. He waited until Wang Xiaolan and her husband came home from get off work but did not feed her.
Because she is the fattest one in the Ye family now...
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