Sokov's surgery lasted for two hours before it ended.
Standing outside the door, Yakov saw the military doctor Pavlov lifting the curtain with a tired look on his face, and hurried forward and asked with concern: "Comrade Military Doctor, how is your brigade commander's condition?"
"Because the shooting distance is very close and the bullets are shot very deeply, it took a long time to take out the bullets." Pavlov grinned and said in a low voice: "Comrade Major, he is not in danger of his life, so don't worry."
"Thank you, comrade military doctor." Sokov held the other party's hand and said excitedly: "Thank you for saving Misha's life. Can I go in and see him now?"
"Major, maybe you have to wait a moment." Seeing Yakov trying to break into it, Pavlov quickly stopped him, "Asia will soon take someone to take him to a special ward. You might as well go to the ward to see him. There are several operations to be performed here."
Pavlov's words made Yakov stunned: "What, military doctor, you have just had two hours of surgery and are not going back to rest, and are still going to continue the surgery?"
"This is also impossible, Comrade Major." Pavlov said with a wry smile: "There are only five military doctors in the health team, including me. Faced with so many wounded people who need surgery, we are simply too busy. We work for twenty or thirty hours in the operating room, which is common..."
As the two were talking, the door curtain suddenly lifted and a stretcher was lifted out of the operating room. Asia held the stretcher with one hand and a bottle of saline in the other hand, and followed behind the stretcher with one step. Seeing Sokov being carried out, Yakov didn't care about continuing to talk to Pavlov, but asked directly at Asia: "Asia, how about Misha?"
Asia glanced at Yakov, frowned and said, "The medicinal properties of the anesthetic have not passed yet. You may have to wait a while before you wake up. Comrade Major, if you are visiting Misha, please follow us to the ward. Don't stand here to block the wounded who are about to be sent to the surgery."
Faced with Asia's unfriendly attitude, Yakov was not angry at all. Instead, he put himself in his shoes. If his relatives were injured in order to save Sokov, he would not give him a good look. After saying goodbye to Pavlov, he followed the stretcher and came to a separate ward not far away.
As early as when building the fortifications of the tunnel, Sokov considered that it would accommodate thousands of people here, so he asked Ozor to divide the tunnel into two upper and lower levels. The upper level was the command center and the stationed troops; and the lower level was various warehouses and hospitals. Among them, nearly a hundred wards of different sizes were built, with only one person in the small ones, and the larger ones could accommodate ten wounded people.
After the stretcher entered the house, he placed the stretcher on the ground, and then under Asia's command, he moved Sokov from the stretcher to the hospital bed. The medical environment of the tunnel is definitely not comparable to the military hospital behind. The so-called hospital bed is nothing more than wooden boards placed on two mounds with bed sheets on it.
After the stretcher left, Yakov walked to Asia and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Comrade Asia, it's all my fault. Misha was injured to save me..."
Although Asia was extremely dissatisfied with Yakov, considering the other party's identity and his friendship with Sokov, she said politely on the surface: "Major Yakov, you can't blame you. It is inevitable that you will be injured on the battlefield."
Seeing that Asia did not blame him, Yakov felt a little calmer. He paused for a moment and asked tentatively: "Asia, I wonder when will he wake up?"
Asia raised her hand and looked at her watch, saying, "His anesthetic properties are about to pass. If it goes well, he will wake up in a few minutes at most."
Asia and Yakov stood by Sokov's bed. After waiting for a few minutes, they suddenly heard Sokov's moan. Asia quickly squatted down beside him and shouted: "Misha, Misha, I'm here!"
Sokov opened his eyes slowly and vaguely saw a person squatting beside him. Listening to the other party's voice, it looked a bit like Asia. Sokov blinked his eyes a few times, looked at the other party, and found that the person squatting beside him was indeed Asia. He tried hard to squeeze out a smile on his face and asked with some difficulty: "Asia, why are you here?"
"Misha," Asia felt relieved when she woke up, but she verbally blamed the other party: "You were injured for a few days last time, but you were injured so quickly. Why don't you be careful on the battlefield?"
Seeing Asia worried about him so much, Sokov felt guilty. In order to reassure the other party, he deliberately joked: "I'm sorry, my dear, when I saw the bullet flying towards me, I forgot to dodge."
Sokov's playful words made Asia burst into tears and laugh. She raised her hand and gently punched Sokov's shoulder, pretending to be angry and said, "You have injuries on your body, and you are so slick. It seems that your mouth should be hurt."
"It seems that the part I was injured this time was wrong," Sokov quickly pretended to be enlightened and said to Asia: "When the injury is healed, I will try it on the battlefield to see if I can get hurt... Oh!" Before he finished speaking, Asia twisted it heavily on his arm, and he couldn't help but scream.
"Hate, you are still a brigade commander, and you know nonsense all day long." Asia twisted Sokov hard and said with a blushing face: "Major Yakov is here, and he is not afraid that others will laugh at you."
Since Sokov woke up to now, he stared at Asia beside him, and did not notice that there were other people in the room. After Asia reminded him, he saw Yakov standing in the room and asked at the other party: "Yakov, why are you here?"
"Misha," Asia turned her head and looked at Yakov and explained to Sokov: "When you had the surgery, Major Yakov had been standing outside the operating room waiting for you, waiting for two hours."
When he heard that when he had an operation, Yakov had been waiting outside the operating room. Sokov was still quite moved. He nodded at Yakov and said, "Yakov, thank you for your concern. I'm fine now."
Yakov squatted on the other side of Sokov and said, "Misha, you were injured to save me. It is natural for me to wait for your news when you are undergoing surgery."
Sokov asked curiously: "Yakov, it must be boring for you to wait outside alone."
"It's not too boring," Yakov replied, "At the beginning, Political Commissar Belkin was waiting outside the operating room like me, talking with me and so on..."
Sokov quickly swept around the house from the corner of his eyes, but he didn't find any sign of Belkin. He couldn't help but ask, "Where did the political commissar go?"
"When your operation is still in progress, a soldier came to look for the political commissar." Hearing Sokov's question, Yakov immediately thought of the soldier who came to report the news. He whispered to Belkin, where did they go and what they did? He knew nothing at all, so he could only say tactfully: "I guess something might have happened in the brigade. Anyway, the political commissar left immediately as soon as he heard the news."
Sokov thought to himself: If Sidolin can handle the matter alone, the political commissar would wait for the result of his surgery with Yakov outside the operating room. But Berkin suddenly left midway, something must have happened, otherwise he would not have had time to explain to Yakov.
Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at Asia, and said in a stern tone: "Asia, go and call the political commissar immediately, inform him of my situation, and ask him to come to me immediately." Seeing Sokov's expression as serious as usual, Asia immediately realized the seriousness of the problem, she quickly agreed, got up and walked out of the ward, and called the duty area.
Yakov looked at Asia's back as he left, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Misha, I forgot to congratulate you, but I got married silently."
Sokov smiled and continued, "Before the German army approached the city, one day I took Asia to the city to inspect defense. When I passed by a marriage agency, I took Asia in a whim and took Asia in to register for marriage."
"Is it a temporary decision to get married?" Yakov couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise when he heard Sokov say this: "Misha, you are too hasty. You at least have to say hello to your mother in this kind of thing, and even report to your superiors. As a result, you ran to register quietly."
"Yakov, now it is a war period, and many things cannot be measured by pre-war standards." Sokov said slowly: "I have also met some soldiers and women who only met for a few hours before registering at the marriage registration office. After they got the marriage certificate, they separated immediately, and maybe there will be no chance to meet again. Even if both sides survived to the war and got married, whether they still remember what the other party looked like may be an unknown."
"Misha, have you ever thought about it?" Yakov reminded Sokov: "Asia is a nurse. The war is so fierce now. If she is pregnant, how can she work?"
After hearing Yakov's concerns, Sokov stared at him for a long time, and felt a little embarrassed to see the other party. He continued: "Yakov, we are just registering in the marriage registration office. We are still nominal couples and have no substantial contact yet. Tell me, how could she get pregnant?"
"My God," Yakov said immediately with an exaggerated expression when he heard Sokov say this: "I didn't expect that you are not real couples yet..."
Before he could finish speaking, Sokov heard a sound of footsteps coming towards his ward. He quickly coughed twice and reminded Yakov: "Asia is here!" When Yakov learned that Asia is here, he hurriedly shut up.
After a moment, Asia quickly walked into the room. She said to Sokov with a panic look on her face: "Misha, something big happened!"
"Ah, something happened?!" Sokov instinctively wanted to sit up when he heard Asia say this, but as soon as he moved, a needle-like pain came from his abdomen. He snorted and lay down again, and asked in panic: "Asia, what happened?"
"Misha, don't move around, be careful to break the wound." Asia rushed to the bed, and after Sokov lay down, she spoke: "I heard that the superior has appointed a new brigade commander to replace your position."
When Sokov heard that his superior had appointed a new brigade commander, he said disapprovingly: "Asia, his superior knew that I was injured and could not command the troops in a short period of time. It is normal for him to appoint a new brigade commander to take over my position. What's so strange about it."
"I heard from a lightly wounded man that the reason why his superiors appoint a new brigade commander may be that they are not satisfied with you and intend to take the opportunity to remove your position." Asia told Sokov the rumors she had heard: "It is said that after the battalion commanders of each battalion received this news, they each brought people to the brigade command to ask for an explanation. They brought hundreds of people, and they immediately surrounded the brigade commander."
"Damn, these battalion commanders have been brave enough to take people to siege the brigade command. Do they want to rebel?" Although Sokov was furious after hearing this, he learned the lesson just now and lay motionless on the wooden board without moving. Instead, he asked Asia: "I asked you to call the political commissar, have you called?"
"I've beaten!" Asia nodded vigorously and replied, "Comrade Political Commissar said that at most five minutes, he will come over and report to you the whole story of this matter."
"Misha, lead troops to surround the brigade command. The nature of this matter is a bit serious." As a veteran soldier, Yakov stayed in the army for a long time than Sokov. Naturally, he knew the consequences of this matter were serious, so he reminded Sokov: "You must first think about dealing with the officers who are causing trouble in this way. If the handling is not done properly, I am worried about the consequences of the adverse effects."
"Yakov, I understand what you want to say. If the superiors pursue this matter, the battalion commanders involved will be in danger of being sent to the military court." Sokov did not express his opinion easily before knowing the truth, but said ambiguously: "I think it's better to wait until the political commissar arrives here and we will figure out what's going on, and it's not too late to study countermeasures."
Chapter completed!