Chapter 63

As soon as the little girl knew commander Yang, the man quietly put away his pistol, and when he opened his mouth, his voice was already weak and inaudible. "Little girl, run to tell commander Yang, and say that the target is alarmed."

"I'll be there soon. Don't talk. Save your strength to see commander Yang again." Ye Jian's face was cold and heavy. Nearly one meter eight soldiers were leaning on her, and her steps were steady.

Commander Yang is answering the phone, listening to the cold voice coming from the phone, his expression is unprecedented dignified, "OK, I'll send troops to search right now! Report the news as soon as you have it! "

"The target person is the number one overseas activity room in southern province, please be careful!" From the other end of the phone, the low sharp male voice, with the majestic air of killing, "in ten minutes, I will arrive in Fujun town!"

Ye Jian appears at the camp sentry post, and the two soldiers on sentry duty look pale.

One called commander Yang, and another ran to the camp with the injured man on his back.

Inside, commander Yang just ran out with the military doctor and put the man gently in the stretcher.

"It's a gunshot wound. It's on the left shoulder. I lost too much blood and was in a coma. There is a possibility of infection in the wound, which needs immediate anti-inflammatory treatment. " As soon as Ye Jian saw commander Yang, she immediately told them all the details she had known. "There was something wrong with Chunyang Hotel, and five strange men came. One of them, a man from a foreign country, has an accent of Hongkou city and is injured! "

Hongkou accent! This is not Yang Yingchang looked at Ye Jian deeply and said, "girl, you may need to work hard tonight."

"You go back to the dormitory first. The Military Medical Association will deal with the soldier's wound."

"Uncle Yang, you have only one military doctor here," she said in a low voice? One is not enough. I know a little bit about gunshot wounds. Let me go. "

When the girl spoke, she always looked and talked in a way that made some people inexplicably convinced. Commander Yang nodded almost without thinking, "OK, you can fight."

In the medical school for more than a year, Ye Jian, whose professional knowledge is better than that of the medical students, is really just a start.

But it can only be a start. Ye Jian, 14, has never been exposed to gunshot wounds, only learned some theoretical knowledge in the army.

Take out the bullet to clean the wound again As long as the military doctor needs anything, she can deliver it immediately, and even wipe the sweat of the military doctor taking the bullet with a sterile cotton cloth in time.

When Xia Jinyuan came in, he saw a slender figure standing at the operating table, like a guard, and heard his footsteps. He turned around with his back to her holding a scalpel and looked coldly.

"It's me, Xia Jinyuan." He opened his mouth with a low voice and color, took off his combat helmet, and showed a handsome and profound face.

He was wearing army combat uniform. Without the elegance of military uniform, he came in with dark cold air. The whole infirmary was full of fighting spirit.

Ye Jane breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be him.

The military doctor is doing a thorough debridement of the dead tissue in the contusion area on the shoulder of the wounded, and the head is not raised to the leaf, saying: "left camera, one-time pulse debridement and irrigator preparation."

Ye Jian, who only looked at him with one eye, immediately handed the left camera to the military doctor accurately. At the same time, he prepared a disposable pulse debridement and irrigator. After the warhead was removed, he immediately washed the wound to prevent the infection of anaerobic bacteria.

As for whether the summer abyss is here or not, it doesn't affect Ye Jian.