Burning Moscow
Chapter 998: Hospital (Part 1)
When we left the Kremlin, Bezikov drove the driver away to be safe, and personally drove Krochkov and I to the hospital.
It's funny to say, the three of us in this car, Krochkov was originally our enemy, but now he has become my friend. And Bezikov has always had a grudge against Krochkov because of the fact that we were almost shot dead last time. This can be guessed from his glaring glances at Krochkov sitting in the back row through the rearview mirror from time to time. But Krochkov only smiled at Bezikov's provocative action.
I did not pay attention to the secret contest between the two, but thought to myself. Today’s award ceremony really made me gain a lot. In addition to getting to know a big figure like Ustinov, I also completely resolved the peace. The grudge between Krochkov.
During the defense of Moscow, it was because I was appreciated by Zhukov and Rokosovsky, coupled with a little credit, that I had the opportunity to make progress. However, the officers who are too conspicuous and climb too fast have a fundamentally unstable foundation. They are far inferior to those who have been in the army for more than ten or two decades and have been ascended step by step. They are mature and stable and lack experience. , Once you encounter setbacks, I am afraid the performance will be very bad.
After being demoted, he was first sent to Leningrad and then to Stalingrad. Although he almost lost his life in several dangers, he gained a wealth of combat experience and accumulated a large number of contacts, even There is also a force that can be completely controlled by itself. It doesn't need to be like a panacea, wipe it wherever it is needed.
When I was thinking about it. The car has been parked in the courtyard of a hospital. Krochkov asked Bezikov who was driving in a mocking tone: "Comrade Colonel, we are in the place. Will you get out of the car and go in with us, or stay in the car and wait?"
Bezikov heard Krochkov say this, turned his head and gave him an angry look, then gritted his molars and said, "Of course I went in together. How do I know if you will do anything else? ."
After hearing this, Krochkov turned his head and said to me: "Oshanina, let's get out of the car." After speaking, he opened the door on his side and jumped out of the car.
I did not immediately follow Krochkov out of the car, but politely said to Bezikov: "Comrade Colonel. Please find a place to park, and then we will go in together." After that, I pushed away. The door got out of the car.
Krochkov, who was standing at the entrance of the outpatient hall, waited for me to come to him, glanced at the car driving aside, and then asked in a low voice, "Oshanina. Colonel Bezikov is with us. Go in?"
I nodded and said to him politely: "Yes, Comrade Krochkov, the colonel is going to park now and come in with us later."
We stood at the door and waited not long before Bezikov, who had parked the car, hurried over. He walked up to us, shook his head at me, and said loudly, "Let's go. Lida, let's go in and find a doctor."
Seeing that Bezikov had finished speaking, he walked into the outpatient building without looking back. Krochkov smiled helplessly and said to me: "This Bezikov is still angry with me. Oshanina, let's go, let's go to the doctor."
You don't need to register to see a doctor in a Soviet hospital. Just wait outside the outpatient clinic where the doctor is. The three of us came to the outpatient department of the Otology Department. There were quite a few people standing on the corridor outside. At least thirty people. I thought about it in my mind, the doctor would see a patient in five minutes. When it was my turn, it was at least two hours later.
Seeing this situation, I couldn't help but retreat. I gently pulled Lakrochkov's sleeves and whispered to him: "Comrade Krochkov, there are too many people today. Can we come back another day?"
Krochkov turned his head to look at me, and said strangely: "Tomorrow? Why do you have to wait until tomorrow?"
I pointed to the long line outside the outpatient clinic and said helplessly: "Look, there are so many people outside. I don't know how long I will have to wait when it's my turn."
Hearing that what I was worried about turned out to be such a thing. Krochkov's face showed a smile, and he said disapprovingly: "Oshanina, you are too worried. If you want to see a doctor, you don't have to wait. It’s been so long."
When Bezikov heard what he said, he rolled his eyes back at him and said angrily: "Damn fellow, I want to abuse his power again."
Krochkov didn't care about Bezikov's cynicism. He walked quickly to the front of the line, took out a dark red certificate from his jacket pocket, held it high above his head, and said loudly to the patients in the line: "Citizens, I am from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. A commander who has just returned from the front line wants to see a doctor, because her time is precious, so please wait a little longer and let her see the doctor first.” After speaking, he rushed to me without waiting for any response from the patients. Beckoned, "Oshanina, come here."
His use of his authority to walk through the back door made me feel embarrassed. I blushed and passed by the long waiting line to Krochkov's side.
Krochkov pushed open the door of the outpatient room, shook his head at me, and said, "Oshanina, go in." I nodded and bit my head and walked into the outpatient room. Chikov also followed. After he came in, he turned around and stopped Bezikov who wanted to follow up, "Okay, Comrade Colonel, there are not too many people in the outpatient clinic, so you should stay outside and wait." After speaking, he closed the door. .
The doctor in the outpatient room was instructing a nurse to treat a patient with an ear injury. Seeing an uninvited guest came in, he turned his head and looked at us, and said dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter with you?"
For the doctor's reproach, Krochkov didn't get the slightest irritation. Instead, he smiled and said to him: "Dear Sergey, don't you know me?"
The doctor known as Sergey squinted at Krochkov for a while, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He immediately greeted him with open arms and said happily, "Krochkov was originally you. . It’s a pleasant thing to watch you alive."
The two hugged and separated. Sergey asked enthusiastically: "Krochkov, you busy man, why did you come to me in time today?"
Krochkov stretched out his hand and pointed at me and introduced to the other party: "That's it. Comrade Sergey, I am here today with this commander who has just returned from the front. Her eyes seem to be out of sight. What is the problem, I want you to check it out for her.” It may be to attract the attention of the other party. He also specially emphasized, “She has just attended the award ceremony and won the title of'Hero of the Soviet Union' at the ceremony. "
The effect of Krochkov's introduction was immediate. Sergey heard this and immediately respected me. He respectfully asked: "Comrade Commander, what is wrong with your eyes? Are there any symptoms?"
After listening to me explain the symptoms in detail. Sergey frowned. Seeing his expression, a bad premonition surged in my heart: "Doctor, is the condition of my eyes terrible?"
Sergey was silent for a moment and said: "Analyze according to the symptoms you mentioned, it may be retinal detachment. However, in order to avoid misdiagnosis, I will check your pupils first. What is the specific situation, wait until after the check. Can figure it out." After speaking, he ordered the nurse who had just handled the wound for the patient. Come over and drop my eye drops for my mydriatic treatment.
I was lying on a hospital bed blocked by a curtain, waiting for the nurse to drop my dilated eye drops for me. He heard Krochkov asking the doctor outside: "Sergey, retinal detachment, is it serious?"
"Damn it, Comrade Krochkov, don't you even have this common sense?" Sergey may have heard Krochkov ask low-level questions, and said with some dissatisfaction: "The retina It's like a photosensitive film in a camera. It is responsible for photosensitive imaging. When we look at something, the image of the object passes through the refractive system and falls on the retina. Once the retina is completely detached, it will cause blindness."
When I heard that I might be blind. Can't help but shiver. If it weren't for the nurse who happened to be putting on eye drops for me at this time, I would like to rush outside to ask Dr. Sergey to find out.
After being silent for a while, Krochkov asked again: "If it is a retinal detachment, is there any way to prevent blindness?"
Hearing Krochkov ask me a question of concern, I turned my ears to my side while lying on the hospital bed, listening carefully to the conversation outside. Just listen to Sergei said: "Of course it was an operation. After the operation, although her vision cannot be restored to the original level, it can prevent blindness in the left eye and affect the vision in the right eye."
Krochkov took a sigh of relief after hearing it, and said: "This matter is too relevant. I want to report it to my superiors immediately."
"Wait a minute, Krochkov." Sergei stopped him immediately and said: "Don't report the female commander's condition to the higher level. At present, it is just my judgment based on past experience, which is not necessarily accurate. As for What is the condition of the disease can only be confirmed after the mydriasis examination."
"When can the inspection be carried out?" Krochkov asked.
"You have to wait thirty minutes at the earliest." After Sergey answered this sentence, he tactfully said to Krochkov: "Anyway, it's still early. Let's see if you go outside and wait for a while. I can see some patients for some time."
"Well, I'll talk to Comrade Female Commander first." After Krochkov finished speaking, he walked to the bed where I was lying and talked about the curtains and said to me: "Oshanina, Dr. Sergey I will do an inspection for you in half an hour. In order not to affect his work, I will wait outside first."
To the polite Krochkov, I smiled and said, "Okay, you go."
Krochkov nodded, lowered the curtain, said hello to Sergey, then opened the door and went out. Not long after he went out, the door rang again, and someone walked in from the outside. From the conversation between the other party and the doctor, I heard that it was a patient. Upon hearing a patient coming in, the nurse greeted me and went out to receive the patient.
I heard five or six patients enter the outpatient clinic. After Sergey listened patiently to the patient’s narration, some of them were dismissed in a few words, and some asked the nurse to deal with the injury before leaving the pharmacy. The patient went to the nearby pharmacy to buy medicine.
Just when I was a little impatient, I suddenly heard Sergey's voice from outside: "Comrade Commander, please come out for inspection."
As soon as Sergey's voice fell, the nurse walked over and opened the curtain, helped me get off the bed, helped me to sit down on a chair against the wall, and turned on an incandescent lamp above my head. Sergey stood in front of me, leaned down, opened my eyelids, carefully observed my eyes with a magnifying glass with a condenser, and asked me to look up, down, left, and right from time to time.
After watching for a long time, he stood up straight, sighed, glanced at my epaulettes, and then asked: "Comrade General, have you received any heavy blows to the head recently?"
"Hit?" I repeated this word, and I went through my own experience during this period of time as if I wanted to play a movie, and found that I didn't seem to have encountered any hard hits on the head. When I was about to shake my head to deny it, I suddenly thought that when I met Vasily outside that town, he accidentally stepped on a landmine, and the explosion of air lifted my head away~lightnovelpub.net~ The Ministry once hit a rock hard. Fortunately, I wore a helmet, otherwise I might have been glorious at that time.
Thinking of this, I hurriedly told Sergey about the matter. After I finished speaking, I asked anxiously: "Comrade doctor, my eyes do not matter."
Sergey replied with a serious expression: "Comrade General, it is precisely because of such a heavy blow that your retina is showing signs of detachment. Because you did not receive treatment in time, it will fall off now."
Sergey's words made me even more frightened, and I asked in a flustered expression: "Doctor, then will I be blind?"
Hearing my worries, Sergey thought for a moment and replied: "If the operation is performed in time, it should not be possible."
"When can surgery be done?" I asked quickly.
"Although it has been confirmed that it is a retinal detachment, it needs to be observed for another two days before the operation can be performed." After Sergey said these two sentences, he returned to the table, picked up the pen and began to write the case, and said as he wrote: "General Comrade, the inpatient department is just behind the outpatient department. Later you will take me to write you the case and go to the doctor on duty. He will arrange a ward for you." (To be continued)