EBE Chapter 120 The injured soldier is saved
Chapter 120 The injured soldier is saved
Nan Qiao followed the Minister of Logistics and quickly arrived at the Bird Army’s camp.
The place was in a mess, but also filled with all kinds of precious supplies, and the soldiers were busy moving them.
The logistics troops immediately joined the large transportation team.
Wang Qigang placed a heavy box of ammunition steadily, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and when he returned to the camp, he saw Nan Qiao's slender figure at a glance.
His eyes lit up and he hurried over.
"Where did you go just now?" Wang Qi's face was full of confusion, and there was a hint of anxiety in his tone. "I just turned my head and you disappeared. I was so worried!"
Nan Qiao stopped preparing to pick up a bag of rice, smiled helplessly, and explained, "I just went back to the logistics department, thinking I would see if there was anything else I hadn't done. I didn't expect that in the time it took me to go back and forth, something so big would happen."
As he spoke, Nan Qiao bent down, exerted force with both hands, and easily lifted a heavy bag of rice, then walked towards the camp with steady steps.
Wang Qi was stunned watching from the side, his mouth hanging open. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, you are just a little girl, but you have so much strength! This bag of rice is not light."
Wang Qi paused, as if his competitive spirit was aroused. He gritted his teeth, bent down, and exerted force with his arms, and actually lifted up two bags of rice in one go.
His face flushed red, veins popped out on his forehead, but he still took firm steps, following closely behind Nan Qiao, striding towards the camp. His back revealed a spirit of unwillingness to admit defeat.
Back at the camp, Nan Qiao gently put down the bag of rice on his shoulder. The bag of rice made a dull sound when it fell to the ground, raising a small cloud of dust.
She straightened up, moved her shoulders slightly, and secretly thanked Lin Yue for the physical training and weight training she had given her before.
After training, her physical condition has improved by several levels, and now her strength is even more astonishing.
Otherwise, it would be really difficult to endure the hardships on this cruel battlefield.
Wang Qi followed closely behind her and unloaded the two bags of rice breathlessly.
He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and looked at Nan Qiao with unconcealed surprise in his eyes, "Qiao Qiao, you really are quite talented. I didn't expect you to be so strong despite your small arms and legs!"
Nan Qiao smiled and waved her hand, "You're not bad at all. You're so skinny, yet you can actually carry two bags of rice."
After being praised by Nan Qiao, Wang Qi suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
His face, which had originally turned red due to the exertion, was now stained with a faint blush, spreading from his cheeks to his ears, like a brilliant red glow in the sky.
The boy's first love was fully revealed at this moment. He lowered his head slightly, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
He didn't dare look directly at Nan Qiao anymore, but only glanced at her from the corner of his eye, stammering, "No...no, I just thought I couldn't lose to you, so I gritted my teeth and took it on."
As he spoke, he scratched the back of his head with his hand. His youthful and shy look seemed like a touch of unique warmth in this war-torn camp.
"Where are you from? Judging from your accent, you sound like you're from Kyoto." Nan Qiao chatted casually with Wang Qi while taking a break.
"Well, I'm from Kyoto, and you too?" Wang Qi's eyes lit up and he asked excitedly, "Where do you live? Maybe our homes aren't far away."
"I'm not." Nan Qiao didn't know how to explain that she would grow up in a Kyoto orphanage in the future, so she just smiled and denied it.
At this time, the soldiers returned from their garrison, bringing back boxes of rich supplies. Logistics personnel immediately stepped forward and began to register and organize the supplies in an orderly manner.
Nan Qiao was not idle either. He took the initiative to step forward to help count the amount of ammunition.
With her skilled movements and focused eyes, she quickly checked the number of items in a box of ammunition.
At this time, boxes of medicine injections were also moved back.
Wang Qi smiled and said, "That's great! With these medicines, our comrades who were injured as seriously as Zhao Erwa can be saved!"
Hearing this, Nan Qiao stood up and ran towards the medical tent. She wanted to see if she could help.
In the medical tent, the military doctors were very busy because of the medicines, and various medicines and equipment were used frequently.
Nan Qiao found a busy doctor and said anxiously, "Doctor, how can I help? I have learned some simple bandaging and treatment methods."
Without even looking up, the doctor replied, "Of course, we're short of staff."
"You've arrived just in time. Several soldiers over there have had wounds festering for several days. They need to be cleaned and disinfected first, and then bandaged. Please act quickly."
Nan Qiao responded and immediately walked quickly in the direction the doctor pointed.
When she came to the injured soldiers, she quickly took the necessary items such as disinfectant, tweezers, gauze, etc. from the table next to her, and then squatted down next to a soldier.
The soldier's wound was on his leg. Due to suppuration, the surrounding skin was very red and swollen, and it also emitted a faint strange odor.
Nan Qiao said softly to the soldier, "Comrade, I'm going to start cleaning the wound. It might be a little painful, so please bear with it for a while."
The soldier nodded weakly, but his eyes were full of determination. "Comrade, go ahead and do what you want. I can bear it."
Nan Qiao carefully picked up the cotton ball dipped in disinfectant with tweezers and slowly approached the wound.
The moment the cotton ball touched the wound, the soldier's body suddenly stiffened and he clenched his teeth tightly, but did not make a sound.
While wiping gently, Nan Qiao carefully observed the soldier's expression. His heart was full of admiration, and his hands became more cautious.
She cleaned the pus and necrotic tissue around the wound bit by bit. Every time she cleaned, she seemed to feel the pain the soldier was enduring, but the soldier remained silent.
After finally cleaning a wound, Nan Qiao's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. She didn't bother to wipe them off and hurriedly began to bandage the soldier.
She skillfully unfolded the gauze, first fixed one end under the wound, and then wrapped it around in circles, ensuring that the gauze was neither too tight to affect blood circulation nor too loose to expose the wound.
While bandaging the wound, she also reminded the soldier softly: "Be careful with this wound. Don't let it get wet. This is anti-inflammatory medicine. Take two pills a day. I'll come back to see you in a few days when I change the gauze."
The soldier looked at her gratefully and said, "Thank you, comrade. I'm sorry for the trouble."
Nan Qiao smiled and shook her head, "This is what I should do. I hope you get better soon."
Then, Nan Qiao went on to treat the wound of the next soldier without stopping.