Chapter 1652 Mother of the Motherland - the way home from a dream (2)

   Just then, a female voice sounded.

   "I have penicillin here."

   Everyone looked in the direction of the conversation, and saw that it was a young woman in her twenties, wearing the same military uniform as them, with a pretty face and a gentle temperament.

   The middle-aged military doctor looked at the woman in front of him, and was in a trance, then said: "You are Yin Yin, the new military doctor, have we met before? I always feel like I am very familiar with you."

   The other people present also had this thought.

  Yin Yin nodded: "Yes, it's me. I also brought penicillin."

   Said, Yin Yin opened several wooden boxes beside him.

   The middle-aged military doctor walked over suspiciously, and when he saw what was inside, his face was full of shock and ecstasy: "It's really penicillin, great, great, all the injured comrades in arms are saved."

   As these words fell, the military doctors and nurses in the camp were busy.

  Yin Yin picked up a penicillin and a small medicine box, and said to Zhao Zhuzi: "Let's go, I'll go see your comrades with you."

   "Hey, good." Zhao Zhuzi was ecstatic.

   opened the curtain, a strong coldness rushed towards his face, his body trembled unconsciously, and even his teeth were shaking.

  It is already November, and the winter in Yuan country is already icy and snowy at this time, especially this year, the weather is even worse.

   Not far away, the barren grassland was covered with snow and ice, and most places were white at first glance.

   Zhao Zhuzi looked at the icy world and remembered the news he had just heard.

   He said: "I heard that another comrade in the Eighteenth Corps was frozen to death."

  Compared to the strength of Liguo, they have complete materials and top-notch weapons and equipment, almost armed to the teeth.

   And their weapons are backward, and even the supplies are difficult to prepare.

  Earlier, before the padded jackets arrived, they were still wearing single clothes. The weather was suddenly bad, and many comrades were frozen to death.

   In their Thirteenth Corps, several were frozen to death.

   Fortunately, the winter clothes are here now, but the weather is still getting worse.

  The Eighteenth Corps got the cotton-padded clothes later than them, and more comrades-in-arms froze to death than they did.

   Those are all their comrades-in-arms.

  Thinking of this, Zhao Zhuzi turned his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

  The boy doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the sad part.

   On the other side, after Yin Yin and Zhao Zhuzi left, the middle-aged military doctor looked at the boxes of penicillin, and said in confusion, "I clearly remember that penicillin is gone. Could it be that I remembered it wrong?"

   The puzzlement flashed in his mind, and soon he took out penicillin to help the other injured.

   Zhao Zhuzi soon took Yin Yin to another camp.

   He walked in a hurry, opened the curtain, and said excitedly: "Iron, I got the military doctor. We have medicine, you are saved."

  Yin Yin followed.

   The firewood was burning inside, and even so, I could still feel the chill to the bone.

   A thin, handsome young man was lying in one place, covered with a torn quilt.

  Here, there are few cotton coats and quilts. The few quilts are patchwork and sewn, and they are given to those who need them most.

   Zhao Tiedan, the handsome young man, heard the familiar voice and looked over.

   A face that was roughened by the cold wind was blushing, and his eyes were a little dazed. He couldn't hear what Zhao Zhuzi said at all. The whole is almost burnt out.

   He faintly heard the sound of the familiar pillar.

   He whispered with red eyes: "Brother Zhuzi, I hurt."

  Yin Yin walked over and put down the medicine box. She lifted the quilt and saw the pus-filled arm.

   Zhao Tiedan's arm was cut by the enemy's knife.

   is neither serious nor light.

   If he had penicillin, his injury would be healed.

   But when he was injured, the 13th regiment ran out of penicillin.

   Penicillin, equivalent to penicillin, can reduce inflammation.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)