The War of Resistance

Strictly speaking, what Gu Man said is problematic.

Although the little dustpan was dying when I gave it away, it still had breath after all.

But veterans who are used to seeing life and death all know that if the little dustpan is really gone, although they will be sad, they will not be surprised.

However, does it matter that the ancient Manchu dialect is inaccurate? Of course it's not important, who cares about that, but what's important is that the little dustpan survived!

What happened next was that Shang Zhen and others all ran to the ward where Xiao Dustpan was, and then they saw Xiao Dustpan, still wrapped in bandages, lying on a wooden bed.

Their entry woke up the little dustpan who was just about to fall asleep, so the soldiers who crowded around the bed looked at the little dustpan with a smile, and the corner of the little dustpan's mouth moved slightly and looked at them with a smile.

Little Dustpan can't speak yet, and his head is wrapped in a bandage.

Shang Zhen and the others couldn't speak, because just as they ran into the room, a little nurse wearing a mask, revealing her beautiful big eyes and long eyelashes, said, "You can take a look, but no one can talk to him." .”

Don't speak if you are not allowed to speak. As long as people are alive, there will be plenty of time to speak.

So, a large group of men stared at one man, and the other man stared at the group of men, their eyes intertwined, and unknowingly, tears filled the corners of the men's eyes.

Is it true that no one is talking, and there is actually a moment where silence is better than sound among men? It seems that there is!

Everyone watched quietly for a while, and finally Shang Zhen said: "Take good care of it, and when it's done, we'll fight the Japanese together!"

Little Dustpan looked like he wanted to speak, but he really couldn't, because he just moved his lower lips and a pained expression appeared on his face. He pushed up again, and it looked like he wanted to nod, but he was lying down. Yes, how can the person who is lying down nod? That was just lifting his neck, but the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily when he moved like this.

"Just listen." Shang Zhen said hurriedly.

At this time, the little nurse who had been standing next to him said: "Okay, he can't speak. Don't make him excited. You should go out."

Shang Zhen and the others looked at the little dustpan and could only walk out, but at this time the little dustpan started to struggle again.

Shang Zhen and the others were so frightened that they stopped in their tracks.

It has been half a month since I received treatment for my childhood dustpan injury.

But so what? He walked away from the gate of hell. Even though Shang Zhen and the others didn't see it, they could guess that Little Dustpan probably couldn't eat anything hungry now. Aren't his bones very weak?

"I said, listen, if I'm right, just blink your eyes!" Shang Zhen said again.

Um? This was a good move. Little Dustpan really blinked his eyes. It seemed that at least it didn't hurt when he moved his eyelids.

Zhao'er was created by Shang Zhen, so everyone looked up to Shang Zhen.

Shang Zhen looked at Little Dustpan's eyes and guessed what Little Dustpan was thinking. After a while, Shang Zhen tried to ask: "Don't you want us to leave?"

Shang Zhen asked, and the others looked at the little dustpan again. This time, the little dustpan didn't smile. He was indeed seriously injured, and his laughter became a burden even if he could save his life.

"You don't want us to leave, but as an aunt like you, we can't stay here all the time without letting you rest." Shang Zhen looked at the ground in deep thought and then raised his head and asked, "You don't want to see us every day, do you?"

At this moment, the little dustpan blinked again.

Shang Zhen smiled: "Okay! Is this a big deal? Anyway, there is no war for the time being. I will transfer all our people here so that you can take a look at it every day!"

As soon as Shang Zhen said this, everyone looked at Xiao Dustpan and laughed again. Although it was only for a moment that the corners of his mouth twitched again, Xiao Dustpan's smile was so bright!

The veterans who were familiar with Little Dustpan could vaguely see the childlike look on his smiling face when he first joined them.

To be honest, in just over half a month, Xiao Dustpan has really become too thin to look good. The cheekbones on his face are protruding and his cheeks are sunken, which makes him look thin and out of shape.

Although Shang Zhen and the others felt that Little Dustpan couldn't eat anything, they were not doctors after all. How could they have known that in the first few days after Little Dustpan woke up, they were taking medicine while also giving them normal saline? Now I just barely eat some liquid food.

What is liquid food? That's just millet porridge or something.

This kind of treatment is to let other damaged organs restore their function. Anyone who encounters such treatment will lose weight.

But then again, the treatment that Little Dustpan enjoys now is definitely no more than one in 10,000 Chinese soldiers today!

There is no way, the country is too weak.

The country is like a person who is so thin that he has no flesh left. The only thing that refuses to fall is his skeleton, which is the backbone of the nation.

"Okay, then it's settled. I'll ask us to find a place to live here. If there's no place to live, we'll live outside. We'll always wait for your good.

okay! We are all fighting people, stop chirping like a bitch, let’s go! "Shang Zhen stood up and said decisively with a wave of his hand.

Shang Zhen and the others rushed in and filed out this time. Qin Chuan, who was so eloquent, even said to the nurse standing by, "Sorry for your hard work, sister!" The nurse just nodded to them. It's a pity that she is wearing a mask on her face, but her eyes and eyelashes look pretty good.

Shang Zhen and the others left the house and waited until they were far enough away before the soldiers gave a "coax" sound. This time they were completely happy.

The little dustpan is still alive, he is still alive! Not only is he still alive, he is actually missing both arms and legs! Then how could Shang Zhen and his gang not be happy?

Soldiers from the Northwest Army glanced at them from a distance and saw that although they were armed, they had no other abnormal behavior but did not come to intervene.

Everyone was so happy that Qin Chuan whispered: "That little nurse should be quite beautiful!"

"When you see that the little dustpan is fine, you just throw it away?" Ma Tian put it aside and said with a smile.

"Hehe." Qin Chuan smiled sheepishly, but then he suddenly slapped his thigh and said: "Oh, you said that little nurse has been taking care of our little dustpan, does that mean that our little dustpan has been taken care of? I’ve seen everything!”

Qin Chuan was also weird. He said, "I've seen all that, that, that, and that," but his eyes were looking up and down at Hu Zhuzi.

"Are you looking at me?" Hu Zhuzhu was unhappy, and the other soldiers laughed.

Qin Chuan wanted to continue to make fun of him, but Gu Man interrupted him and said: "Pull him down quickly, the nurse only changed his dressing, so it's not strange to see anything. I've been carrying feces and urine for the little dustpan these days. "

As the saying goes, there are many people with mixed opinions. When Gu Man said this, someone naturally answered: "Well, you are just waiting on the little dustpan."

The other one said: "By the way, why are you alone? Aren't there five of us here? Where are Uncle Wang and the others?"

Of course Old Uncle Wang was referring to Mr. Wang, but when he mentioned Mr. Wang, Gu Man's expression became strange: "They are still locked up now."