When Xu Shijiu and his friends arrived, the transport area for the wounded soldiers was already overcrowded.

The so-called wounded soldiers' transport department is actually the injury identification department. The minor and serious injured people lifted from the line of fire will first gather here, and then a special military doctor will conduct an injury identification. If the milder injured is slightly bandaged, they will be ordered to return to the battlefield immediately. If the injured are seriously injured, they will be transferred to the field hospital behind them for surgery.

As for those who are seriously injured, they are carried directly to the side of the road to wait for death!

This is not cruelty, nor is it cold-blooded, but a helpless act under real conditions.

It is said that the right to survive is supreme, and it is said that death requires respect. But when the right to survival of two wounded people conflicts, what should you choose? Should you choose the seriously injured who will be disabled even if you save your life and will never return to the army, or should you choose the seriously injured who may return to the team and may step onto the battlefield again?

There are even more difficult choices. You only have a box of medicines. Should you choose to save a dying wounded person, or to save two or even more wounded people who are likely to recover from injury?

An elderly military doctor is performing an identification for the injured.

"This is not enough, carry it away."

"There is no need to save this, carry it away."

"This is a priority surgery, hurry and send it to the hospital."

"This is handled on the spot, and hurry back when you finish it."

"Boy, you've got yourself hurt? Get back to the army, it's so cool."

The old military doctors basically knew what the wounded was and how to deal with it as soon as they worked. Soon, some minor wounded people who were cheated were simply bandaged and forced to return to the army. Some seriously injured people who were worthy of rescue were transferred to the field hospital behind, but more seriously injured people were carried to the roadside.

There were already several rows next to the highway, extending from the front of your eyes to the end of your vision. There were at least several thousand. Many wounded people were dying, some were still wailing loudly, but more, the shrouds, which had been covered with white, had already turned into cold corpses, waiting to be buried.

Looking at the rows of corpses and conscious wounded soldiers of the National Army all looked dim and shed tears silently without exception. Perhaps it would take no time for them to become one of these countless corpses, and from then on they would be unable to reunite with their wives and children in their hometown, nor could they be filial to their parents.

"This is beyond help, carry it away." Finally, it was my uncle's turn. The old military doctor's cold words poured on Xu Shijiu's head like a basin of cold water. Xu Shijiu's emotions suddenly lost control. He grabbed the old military doctor's clothes and roared at the top of his lungs, "You say it again, if you have the aura, try saying it again?"

The old military doctor stared at Xu Shijiu coldly and did not give in. He had seen such troubles for too many times. If someone just made such a fuss, he would have to give in. Then why did you do such an injury assessment? All the wounded were sent to the hospital? But the problem is that field hospitals cannot accept so many wounded people at all. What's more important is that there are not so many medicines at all!

Not far away, several military police officers had already discovered something was wrong and strode towards this side with guns on their backs.

The blue veins like earthworms were raised on Xu Shijiu's forehead and the back of his hands. When he looked at the old military doctor, his voice almost leaked from the cracks of his teeth: "This is given priority and sent to the hospital!"

"This is beyond help, carry it away!" The old military doctor did not give in at all.

Xu Shijiu took out the box cannon, then turned on the head of the machine, then directly pressed the gun on the old military doctor's forehead, and repeated the words just word by word: "Say, this... is better...handled first!"

The old military doctor was still unmoved, but the few military policemen who were walking over changed their faces. They pulled the bolt and pushed the bullet into the chamber, and pointed the black muzzle at Xu Shijiu. Gao Shenxing. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Ergua quickly took out the box cannon, pulled the nose of the machine away, and held the gun to confront the military police.

Li Zihan was so anxious that he cried, and pulled Xu Shijiu and said, Captain, calm down. Seeing that Xu Shijiu had no reaction, he quickly took the first two steps, blocked the guns of the military police, begging, "Don't get me wrong, brothers, our captain is a little emotionally out of control now. You can take more responsibility, take more..."

The second lieutenant officer who led the team could understand the mood of these soldiers and said coldly: "If you don't want to go to the military court, I advise you to put away the guns as soon as possible."

Li Zihan turned around and persuaded Xu Shijiu, but it was useless.

While the two sides were confronting each other, the old uncle who was originally unconscious woke up. Seeing the situation at the scene, the old uncle could not know what happened. He shouted angrily: "Hanwazi, Hanwazi..."

Xu Shijiu was so excited that he quickly put away the box cannon and squatted down on the stretcher: "Uncle, I am here, what do you want to say? Hanwai is here, I am here..."

The old military doctor waved to the military police and turned to the next wounded. The military police put away their guns. Ergua and Gao Shenxing then took away their guns.

On the stretcher, the uncle smiled at Xu Shijiu and said softly: "Hanwazi, I'm almost out of here, so don't try that anymore."

Xu Shijiu hurriedly said, "No, you're fine, you're fine, just a little injury. It's fine, it's fine, really." But as he said, tears came out of the corners of Xu Shijiu's eyes, Ergua's eyes turned red, and Li Zihan even cried loudly. Only Gao Shenxing pursed his lips tightly, and his whole expression looked extremely cold.

The old uncle did not take over Xu Shijiu's trouble and said to himself: "Hanwazi, I've lived fifty-six years. It's rare for those who serve in the army to live to this age. I have experienced all the experiences. There is nothing to regret. If you are still alive in the future, don't forget to make some glutinous rice cakes for me every year on Qingming Festival."

Xu Shijiu nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes. He knew that his uncle was from Shaoxing, Zhejiang. According to Shaoxing customs, he would make glutinous rice (steam glutinous rice and mash it, wrap it with bean paste filling and then knead it into rolls) every year on Qingming Festival to pay homage to his ancestors.

"Hanwazi, I, I seem to smell the fragrance of the glutinous rice balls in my hometown. It smells so fragrant."

The old uncle's originally pale face suddenly turned flushed, and an intoxicating smile appeared on his face. Then the smile froze and was frozen forever. Xu Shijiu recalled the little things he had been with his uncle for more than ten years. He could no longer control his emotions. He threw himself on his uncle's body and burst into tears. While crying, he shouted, "Big, Russian big... In Xu Shijiu's heart, he had already regarded his uncle as his big one."

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While Xu Shijiu was crying, Yu Jiaxi was also sobbing outside the gate of Taicang Field Hospital.

Fudan University in Jiangwan has already been experiencing a terrible blow to Japan. The field hospital moved to Taicang, which was relatively far away from the front line half a month ago, and Yu Jiaxi also followed him to Taicang.

Even Xu Shijiu didn't know that Yu Jiaxi was actually the jewel in the palm of Shanghai Mayor Yu Hongjun. The baby daughter left for more than half a month, which made Mayor Yu and his wife very anxious. They asked someone to inquire about it and finally found out Yu Jiaxi's whereabouts. The couple rushed from Suzhou early this morning.

However, Mrs. Yu, mayor Yu, was unable to convince Yu Jiaxi after a long time of persuasion. Mrs. Yu said in tears: "Why are your child so disobedient? Do you know how dangerous it is for your parents to come to pick you up from Suzhou? They were almost bombed by Japanese planes on the way. Obediently, go to Nanjing with their parents, ah."

"Dad, mom, I really can't go to Nanjing with you." Yu Jiaxi's voice was soft, but her tone was very firm.

Mrs. Yu was anxious and was about to scold her but she asked Mayor Yu to stop her. Mayor Yu sighed and said, "Jiaxi, you are already an adult, and we shouldn't interfere with you too much, but have you ever thought about it? How dangerous is it to stay in Taicang? Have you ever considered it for your parents? If you have any, who do you want your parents to rely on in the future?"

Yu Jiaxi didn't say much, but took Mayor Yu and Mrs. Yu to the open space next to the hospital. Seeing the rows of corpses of the National Army parked on the open space, Mayor Yu and his wife's faces turned pale. What made them particularly frightened was that many of these corpses were medical staff.

Since mid-September, Japanese HNA and China Airlines have not only strengthened bombing of the frontier positions of the National Army, but also strengthened bombing of the rear. The National Army's logistics supply convoy, stretcher team and even hospitals with cross logos have become their bombing targets, and thousands of volunteers sacrificed every day to support the War of Resistance.

"Dad, mom, have you all seen it? If you want to talk about danger, isn't the environment in which the soldiers of the National Army who are fighting against the Japanese invaders on the front line even more dangerous? They also have parents, wives and children. Are they not afraid of separation from life and death? No, they are also afraid of leaving their relatives behind, but they did not retreat. Why?

Because they have no choice, they are soldiers, and their responsibilities are to defend their country and resist aggression.

Dad, you are right. Staying in Taicang is indeed dangerous, but your daughter is a doctor. The doctor's duty is to save lives and heal the wounded. Whether it is dangerous or not, her daughter must stay here to do something within her ability for the soldiers of the national army who are fighting the Japanese invaders on the front line.

If everyone only cares about themselves and is unwilling to sacrifice, will China still have hope?

Dad and Mom, if one day your daughter is really gone and you really sacrifice, please don’t be sad. This is the responsibility that your daughter should bear. My daughter only hopes that you can take good care of your health.”

Listening to Yu Jiaxi's farewell words, Mrs. Yu couldn't help crying.

However, Mrs. Yu's crying did not make Yu Jiaxi change her decision. She bowed deeply to her parents and then turned to return to the hospital. Mrs. Yu cried even more and more sadly. Mayor Yu hugged his wife's shoulder and sighed: "The child has grown up and has his own ideas, let her go."

"But Old Yu, we are only one daughter." Mrs. Yu said with tears in her eyes, "My heart is flesh."
Chapter completed!